My heart pounded as I took in the sight of the stranger before me. His once vibrant robe now bore the marks of time and travel, its colors muted and faded. A sense of unease crept over me, my hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of my dagger.
“Who are you?” I demanded, my voice laced with suspicion.
The stranger raised a weathered hand, his eyes twinkling with an enigmatic light.
“I come bearing news, Luna,” he declared, his voice a soothing balm against my rising anxiety.
With a dramatic flourish, he flung open his robe, revealing a face I once held dear.
“Griffyn?” I gasped, my eyebrows arching in disbelief. “What brings you back from the shadows?”
A surge of emotions washed over me – a mix of joy, confusion, and a hint of lingering resentment. Griffyn, His unexpected reappea
