Neverwinter Forest rikkefaul

hárkonungr held her steady, his strong arms braced against the gentle current as he watched her catch her breath. his golden eye narrowed slightly, curiosity flickering across his usually stoic features.

vir fortis, he repeated, the words unfamiliar on his tongue, his voice low and deliberate. what does it mean?

he tilted his head slightly, his grip firm but not confining, as though grounding her to the earth after her brief escape beneath the surface. the question lingered in the space between them, quiet but insistent.