Fear And Trembling

Altair stood frozen, his resolve wavering in the face of the daunting task ahead. He had braved the decision to confront Rosalie and lay bare his innermost secrets, yet as the words escaped his lips, an unexpected fear, long dormant, reared its head, seizing him in its relentless grip.

It was not just Rosalie who trembled in fear now.

With a deliberate slowness, almost as if grasping for a fleeting moment of reprieve, he averted his gaze, fixating on the gleaming surface of the polished wooden floor. His mind, now a maelstrom of tumultuous thoughts, refused to yield to the gravity of the impending conversation.

Finally, after a moment of intense internal struggle, he gathered his resolve and addressed her in a measured tone, tinged with a hint of uncertainty,

"My abilities... they granted me a glimpse, Lady Rosalie. I saw everything."