Eris

"Ugh… sir h-hero, please forgive me…" Isabella's desperate plea echoed in the confined space as she found herself pinned against the unyielding wall. 

The hand around her neck, firm and unyielding, sent shivers down her spine. 

Though she sensed that Adrian wasn't exerting his full strength, the threat of imminent danger lingered.

A casual closure of his hands, and her head could easily part from her body. 

His strength surpassed that of ordinary knights, placing him in a league of his own.

Adrian, unmoved by her desperate entreaty, regarded her with emotionless eyes. Despite Isabella's tear-streaked face and the evident struggle for breath, his anger overrode any sympathy he might have felt.

"Tell me, why did you try to charm me?" Adrian's voice, icy and detached, cut through the tense air.

Isabella, panic gripping her, frantically sought an excuse that would satisfy the hero's inquiry.