Helena led the other woman with carefully placed steps and a peak around each corner. Civilians went about their business. Shouting could be heard several walls away, but theyhad made it to another disctrict - the restaurant district that neighbored the harbor. The aroma of grilled fish caused Helena's stomach to rumble.
Finally, she drew Nyliian through the food stands like a master her slave. Her eyes slid over the golden hues of fried fish, but there was no time to stop just yet. She blinded herself to the glorious feast about them, just like she blinded herself to the treachery behind her, refusing to turn towards it, but, simply, hurry away before feelings or other Templars caught up.
Well aren't you merry,the Templar said only half-dryly, as she inspected the other woman in proper daylight.
They aren't schemes, lost one. Maker knows I did not think this through,she muttered, her voice drifting lower as she peeked around the corner again before continuing.
Finally, she drew Nyliian through the food stands like a master her slave. Her eyes slid over the golden hues of fried fish, but there was no time to stop just yet. She blinded herself to the glorious feast about them, just like she blinded herself to the treachery behind her, refusing to turn towards it, but, simply, hurry away before feelings or other Templars caught up.
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