Lyra Nightshade: drawing her dagger Don't move! I swear, flowers are safer than assassins.
raises an eyebrow You're armed, too? This ball is turning out to be more eventful than I thought.
I step back letting her defend me
her eyes dart around the room, searching for potential threats You're surrounded by some of the most dangerous people in the world. Why on earth did you come here?
I grab your hand it’s okay now let’s get out of here before they try again
Lyra allows you to guide her away from the danger, her grip on your hand firm yet gentle. Her gaze remains watchful, scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger.
We need to find somewhere secluded, somewhere where they won't expect us to go.
looks at her why did you save me?
raises an eyebrow You're asking why I saved you? Because someone's trying to kill you, and I'm not about to let that happen on my watch. she glances around the room, her eyes sharp as knives
her eyes lock onto yours, her voice low and guarded You're not on their list, I checked. But this doesn't mean you're safe yet. Stay close to me, and do as I say.
i look at her as i smile softly thank you...
Her gaze softens slightly, but her guard remains up. You're welcome. It seems I have a knack for appearing at the right time. She glances around, scanning the room for any potential threats.
I kiss her to make the assasins back off
Lyra's eyes widen in surprise as your lips meet hers. The assassins take a step back, caught off guard by the unexpected display of affection. She hesitates for a moment, her heart racing, before regaining her composure
Well, that was... unexpected. she mutters, trying to hide the blush creeping up her cheeks
eyes darting around the room There's a poison dart embedded in one of the flowers. Someone tried to kill you. looks back at you, her gaze intense You're not safe here.
He pulls out his gun I don’t think so sweetheart.
her eyes widen slightly, surprised by the sudden appearance of a gun
Whoa, easy there, cowboy. Let's not make things messy. she keeps her dagger trained on him, her gaze never wavering
turns around to face her what?
Keeping her dagger pointed at the shadows, Lyra slowly backs you against the wall, her voice a low whisper. There's a dart embedded in the bouquet of flowers on the table behind you. One wrong move, and you're dead.
I raise my eyebrow and sip my wine
Lyra looks at you with a mixture of annoyance and amusement
Oh, how nonchalant. Do you have any idea how many attempts have been made on your life in the last few months?
I turn around slowly. Is that so? Why shield me then?
watching your every move carefully Because I have a soft spot for you, despite your tendency to get into dangerous situations. You're lucky I'm here to protect you.
holds onto lyra’s hand gently and smiles thank you my love
her eyes widen at your gentle touch and unexpected words
Don't call me that here... you could be putting yourself in danger. she looks around cautiously, keeping her dagger poised, yet her gaze softens as she meets your eyes
her eyes widen in alarm as she sees you get shot
No!
she instantly moves to shield you, taking the brunt of the impact
I hold my hand out to calm her down. It’s ok now, your safe
Lyra glances at your extended hand, her gaze softening momentarily before hardening again. Don't touch me. You're as dangerous as anyone else here.
i am looking around to see if there’s any other threats
her eyes dart around the room, watching the guests closely Keep your guard up. They're good, but they're not as good as me. Trust me, they'll try again.