Knights of Tezoth

In times of the kingdom's blood boiling, ready to ignite at any moment, the acting lord Olivus discovers a soothingly contrasting scene.
A man she might have seen at Deus Mariarnelia's birthday sat on the sand and, relaxed with a slight smile on his face, watched as two women played in the river.

- Take that! - The lady who had accompanied this man at the celebration cupped water in her palms and splashed it at her rival. In response, the latter flapped her powerful wings, and the strong wind knocked the attacker off her feet and drenched her from head to toe. - Ahaha, that's not fair!
The green-eyed one, clearly not human, said nothing in reply, only grinning with satisfaction — apparently, for some vague reason, she could not speak. Having had her fill of playing in the water, she took a lollipop from their shared bag and began to enjoy its sweet taste with pleasure, then hopped over to their companion and passionately kissed him on the lips.

The one-eyed man was the only one who noticed the knight's arrival. Without pulling his lips away from the beauty's before him, his single eye watched Alsira, while one of his hands rested on the hilt of his sword.

— Greetings, travelers! I must apologize for interrupting your idyllic rest. — Landing her pegasus, the acting lord nodded to the partly familiar faces. — Troubled times oblige me to conduct a patrol of the surrounding area. I am Alsira d'Arcréde, Knight of Forun. I recognize a couple of faces met before, but alas, no opportunity to introduce myself at the celebration presented itself.

It seemed that at the birthday, the one-eyed man had spent his time in the guild corner, but the current scene decidedly did not resemble a spy operation.