Kintla Flatlands Moon Light

The water revived the young princess just enough to give her back some energy. She could feel herself come back to life with a moment to relax as she lapped up the liquid with gusto - only to be stopped once the silence was broken.

With a small gasp, she stepped back from the water's edge, azure eyes searching for its source and quickly found the man wading in the water. Keeping herself close to the ground she eyed him cautiously. The man was large, even if he seemed friendly enough she was wary of his, or anyone's presence. 

I don't know. She carefully took in his appearance. The colours reminded her of that man in the field who was present during the attack, tho his eyes were much kinder and lacked the bloodied gaze. This one was more akin to that of a rose.