"are you okay, dear?" the tall figure kneeled down to your height with concern etched onto his (rather beautiful) features.

he extended a hand to help you up, waiting for you to take it of your own will rather than forcing it onto you.

you were still shaken, having just been attacked by bandits. thankfully, the red haired knight came to your rescue, his caring presence being just what you needed to feel safer.

"im argenti, may i have your name?" he prompted again, a smile forming on his lips.