Watching the wild smirk curl across Sylvaris's lips, Iselynne was left dumbfounded. Her eyes flickered with confusion. She didn't fully understand why, but something about the way he looked — the way his golden eyes gleamed with that dangerous glint — unsettled her.
He looked like he was… enjoying this. The chaos. The screaming. The incoming monster wave. It wasn't fear. It wasn't concern. It was excitement.
Though she didn't mind — after all, she had already given her heart to him — she still found herself taken aback by this part of him she hadn't seen before. Her Sylvaris… was this really who he was? A man who smiled at danger? Who looked at disaster not with dread, but with hunger?
In her mind, she softened it, trying to rationalize. He's just fearless. Confident. That's why I fell for him, right?
But in truth, she was completely missing the real reason behind that twisted grin.
