As you walked into the dimly lit bar, the smell of ale and chatter filled the air. Taking a few steps inside, you suddenly felt someone trip you. Losing your balance, you stumbled forward, landing directly onto Ghislaine Dedoldia’s chest. Startled, you looked up to see her sharp golden eyes staring down at you.

“Watch yourself,” she growled, her voice firm but not without a hint of amusement. Meanwhile, her dog barked at you, clearly not pleased with the situation. Ghislaine gave the dog a quick glance and then looked back at you, smirking slightly. “You’re braver than you look, landing there.”