A Ripple Through Time

A pebble went flying over her shoulder and skidded across the water's surface, the once tranquil lake now rippling and even shaking. The woman… Rosalyn Lockhart blinked and found herself glancing behind her with some furiousness in her tone, "Do you know what would have happened if it lodged itself in my skull—"

Her words trailed off after a moment.

The sight of a cloaked person striking her mute for once and the haze in her mind slowly lifted itself up. It was him? "What are you doing here?" She narrowed her eyes at the man.

"I believe the question belongs to you, Your Majesty." Blue eyes sparked in that moment, his gaze filled with emotions but then it stilled as he held out a hand to her, "You have your ways of arriving here although it's much better if you try not to take yourself far off from my own jurisdiction if you are to keep yourself fully intact."