Irade
May 31 & 30, 12:03 am BT – 10:03 pm UT, A Valley in the Tian Shan Mountain Range, China
Käwsär glanced nervously at Irade, then looked back at the woman. As soon as the woman opened her freaky eyes, he wanted nothing more than to turn and run. He didn't care that he was going to die or whatever, he just wanted nothing to do with whoever this lady was.
But he didn't. Because Irade was here.
Irade was here, looking calm and collected, staring down this lady as if she wasn't afraid. But Käwsär wasn't the naïve boy he used to be when he met Irade. He knew that she wasn't perfect. He knew she got scared and worried and sad. He could tell from the way her brow slightly furrowed and her fingers slightly dug into the armrests of her chair that she was frightened and worried.
And yet, she was still here. She was still challenging this lady.
All for him.