Haunted By Her Wraiths
As the carriage wheels crunched over the gravel, a hush fell inside, contrasting starkly with the rhythmic sounds of travel.
Silvia sat opposite Asher, observing him with increasing concern. He stared out the window, his gaze fixed and unblinking, his aura emanating a stillness that was almost suffocating in its intensity.
The tension in the air thickened, palpable as the fog that sometimes descended upon the nearby forests.
She found herself shrinking slightly under the weight of Asher's heavy presence.
Unable to bear the silence any longer, her voice barely a whisper, she ventured, "W-What are you thinking about?"
Asher's gaze shifted from the passing scenery to Silvia, his eyes cold and distant, "I am thinking about the ways I should punish the woman Kayla saw," he replied, his voice low and ominous.
Silvia's eyes widened, "You... You know who it is?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.