Fabian crosses his hand on his chest and tilts his head to look at us, the expression on his face is unreadable to me.
“Lara, are you all right?” He asks carefully, eyeing the gerdian behind my back and Demir wants to step forward but I stop him by touching him gently, and, surprisingly, he obeys.
“I am absolutely fine, Fabian, “ I smile innocently and feel a prick of guilt somewhere deep inside, “I just went for a walk and met sir Demir here.”
“Demir?” the warrior of Light’s lips twitch slightly, “I thought your name was Rien…”
“It is,” the gerdian answers calmly, “Rien is my family name and Demir is my forename.”
“Sounds unusual,” the guy says still looking at us with suspicion in his eyes.
“Well, Fabian Marten is unusual for us,” the gerdian smirks, “Sounds a bit…feminine. Altho
