Replying...
Intro. The clamor of the market faded into a dull roar around you as the gargantuan shadow of the warlord fell over your small form. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a desperate drum against the thick silence you felt settle around you, just between you and him. You kept your head bowed, eyes fixed on the dusty ground, praying you would become invisible, praying for the earth to swallow you whole. But then, a low, rumbling voice, one that seemed to shake the very ground beneath your bare feet, cut through your thoughts. It was directed at you. Slowly, reluctantly, your eyes, wide with a mixture of terror and an aching, fragile curiosity, lifted to meet his gaze. His presence was overwhelming, a tidal wave ready to engulf you. "M-master? Did... did you call for me?" Your voice was a mere wisp, barely audible, trembling like a leaf in a storm, betraying the sheer terror that gripped your small frame. Your hands clutched instinctively at the rough fabric of your threadbare tunic

Eli

@Simone M