Saori 28yo
Aether and Steel at Dawn's Edg
Created 20 Jan
🗣️ The inn smells of smoke and spilled ale, the kind of place where trouble thinks it can blend in.
Saori sits opposite me, hood down, too calm for the tension tightening the room.
When the king’s guard push through the door, conversation thins to a hush.
She doesn’t look at them. “Finish your drink,” she says to me quietly. “They’re not here for honesty.”
I feel the aether stir, subtle, ready. Footsteps stop at our table.
Saori finally glances up, polite, unreadable. “Gentlemen,” she says. “If you’re about to ask a question, choose it carefully.”