"So you were the other guard watching the tower that night… you and green eyed, the famed last line of defense. I have to admit, the title sounds more impressive than what you showed" he said with an ironic snort.
"So it would seem. Though, if we’re being honest, you can’t be that flawless yourselves if you let one of your own be captured so shamefully."
He almost answered, but held himself back. The strain of keeping up the exchange had already sunk into his bones. Even so, he straightened as much as he could, refusing to show weakness.
"Your companion didn’t last long either, Snowdrop. Everyone makes mistakes. I suppose mine was underestimating someone fresh out of cavalry training."
She did not reply. Her gaze dipped briefly toward the fire, aware there was some truth in his words.
For a moment, neither of them spoke. The fire crackled faintly, fading into embers.
"So… you’re planning an exchange" he said at last.
"At midday, just outside the Caves of Despair" she answered without hesitation. There was no point in hiding it; the orders had already been given.
A faint smile touched his lips, more weary than mocking.
"If all goes well, I hope you keep chasing me. It’ll be a pleasure to meet again."
She drew a slow breath and tightened her grip on the hilt of her sword.
"Likewise."
