Snippet #1699372

There was a light clank of metal armor when the princess bumped into Raiz. He did not budge when she bumped into him, and from where she sat, he slowly turned his masked face to her. The dark eye slits made it impossible to see even the Dark Knight's eyes as he regarded her in silence for a moment. He was in his usual armor, except a black cloak covered most of his body, obscuring it from view. All that was visible through the front of the cloak was his wrapped hand upon the hilt of one of his blades.

He stood casually, yet perfectly still from when she had bumped into him. Whether or not he had his hand on his blade before or after the contact was impossible to tell. After a moment, the hand came off the hilt of the wicked blade, which vanished back under his cloak and he turned to face the princess, then leaned over and extended that same hand to where she was sitting and fretting with her dress. "Her ladyship should not idly wander the castle without escort. Times are not so safe as they once were." Despite what would have been friendly words of warning, his voice carried an icy tone that sapped the emotion from the words, leaving them cold and threatening.

"Is her ladyship on an errand? It was my understanding that royal ladies had plenty to occupy their time." His intent and meaning behind the words was difficult to fathom with his cold, neutral tone, and his fully-hidden face. Whether he was was genuine, or teasing her, or threatening her was all but impossible to tell.