Fate’s Unraveling Bonds

"Thank you for your help," said the woman. She took a deep breath and sat down on a log. Jinsol brought her water in a bowl.

"You're welcome. I guess you don't see much death. I'll take care of the bodies," said Jinsol, wiping the blood on his clothes.

"Yes, I naturally stay away from wars. The last death I saw was my father's," said the woman.

"I'm sorry," said Jinsol, lowering his head.

"No, it's fine, it was a very long time ago anyway," said the woman, standing up with a smile. "Besides, I'm older than I look."

"By the way, I never asked your name. We've helped each other so much, yet we don't really know each other," said Jinsol.

"Ah... my name is Beatrice Blackthorn," said Beatrice. Jinsol stared in surprise. "Yes, what's your name?" she asked.