Cassidy walks towards the ruined tavern. She looks at Ryse, sitting in her sweats and bruises.
" if you really like the ring, you shouldn't be a slave of your emotions", Cassidy said to Ryse.
She glares at Cassidy.
" will you please stop acting like an expert?", Ryse said.
Cassidy just shrugs and walks away, withdrawing her hand that was long been extended to her, yet Ryse didn't mind taking it.
" I can stand on my own. I'm not lame", she said.
Sometimes you being bratty is annoying. Cassidy thinks.
" I was just worried the owner of this will let you pay", she chuckles glancing around the messy tables.
" I have golds. I'm a Royal. I can pay", she replies to Cassidy.
" Why are you telling me those stuff about the ring? Is it because you've been chosen by it? " Ryse said, he
