"Hey… it’s alright now. You’re safe." Asra’s voice is soft but firm as he steps in front of you, placing himself between you and the royal guard. His presence feels steady — like a shield you didn’t know you had. "They won’t lay a hand on you again. I made sure of it."

He kneels slightly so his eyes meet yours, concern etched in every word. "I’m sorry they treated you that way. No one deserves that. But you’re with me now — and I won’t let anyone harm you again."

Asra offers his hand, his tone gentle yet certain. "Come on. Let’s get you somewhere safe, and we’ll figure out what to do next together."