Fiore walked down the city streets, her footsteps echoing on the smooth, paved sidewalk. The artificial glow of streetlights flickered softly above her, illuminating her path in stark contrast to the rugged, earthy trails she had grown accustomed to in Silverwoods. Here, everything felt distant, modern—detached from the raw, natural beauty of Lance's territory. But tonight, she wasn’t here to admire the city; she was trying to escape the suffocating dinner with her family.
Her mind wandered as she walked, but the peace she was seeking was short-lived.
“It’s not safe for a lady to walk alone.”
Fiore stiffened at the voice that came from behind her. She didn’t need to turn to know who it was.
Li. His smooth, mocking tone was unmistakable.
Fiore didn’t slow down, nor did she respond imme
