My fiery beauty

She spins around, her eyes wide with alarm. "What do you want?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly despite her effort to appear calm.

"I… I'm sorry," Hakian says, immediately releasing her arm. "I didn't mean to scare you. I just… I should send you back."

Yetsune's heart sinks in deep relief, and a heavy exhale escapes her lips. For a brief, terrifying second, she had imagined the worst when he grabbed her. But she still steps back, creating a small but noticeable distance between them.

"I apologize again," Hakian repeats, his voice softer. "It really wasn't my intention to frighten you."

Yetsune glances toward the open doors, noting the eerie darkness outside. The lanterns hanging from the roof provide only faint, flickering light, leaving the surrounding area in deep shadow. She considers going back alone but shivers at the thought, especially wary of the patrol soldiers who might stumble upon her.