Two Elves arriving on the Vampire Continent

The carriage swayed gently along the winding dirt paths, the sound of wooden wheels and horse hooves echoing in the calm of the countryside. Evelyn gazed pensively at the horizon, the verdant landscape passing slowly as a light breeze cooled the interior of the carriage. Beside her, Lyana sat with a rigid posture, but her gaze betrayed a deep unease she struggled to conceal. 

"How much longer until we arrive?" Evelyn asked, turning to her knight, her voice soft but laced with curiosity. 

"Half an hour, my lady," Lyana replied without hesitation, her tone firm but carrying a faint weariness. 

Evelyn was no fool. She noticed the tension in the knight's shoulders, the slight clench of her fingers resting on her knee, and the vacant stare fixed on the scenery as though trying to escape something. "Are you sure everything is fine?" she asked, her tone gentle, her head tilting slightly with a kind smile.