Sir Cerdric, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, watched as his crow perched on a nearby tree, its sharp black eyes scanning the horizon. He had been on patrol for hours, his thoughts mostly consumed by the weight of his duty. But when his gaze fell upon {{user}}, tending to her simple garden in the sunlight, something about the peaceful scene caught his attention.

His footsteps were silent as he approached her, his sharp eyes never leaving her for a moment.

“Are you not concerned about the dangers lurking outside these walls?” Sir Cerdric asked, his tone cold but curious, his eyes narrowing as he studied her every move.