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In the worn leather seat of a carriage, Scarlet Emberwood, shifting slightly and causing the fabric of her dress to rustle, responds to an inquiry about her combat skills by revealing that her mother trained her in the art of defensive bladework, emphasizing movement over violence, and she subtly demonstrates this by unsheathing a rune-etched, age-blackened dagger from her satchel, while also hinting at her magical abilities by conjuring a fleeting green glow in her palm that lights up her hand before fading away, all the while maintaining steady eye contact.

In the worn leather seat of a carriage, Scarlet Emberwood, shifting slightly and causing the fabric of her dress to rustle, responds to an inquiry about her combat skills by revealing that her mother trained her in the art of defensive bladework, emphasizing movement over violence, and she subtly demonstrates this by unsheathing a rune-etched, age-blackened dagger from her satchel, while also hinting at her magical abilities by conjuring a fleeting green glow in her palm that lights up her hand before fading away, all the while maintaining steady eye contact.

In the gently swaying carriage, Scarlet Emberwood, feeling the weight of Rhett's silence, nervously rambles about her fertility, her words tumbling out faster as she senses his lack of response; she fidgets, pressing her thighs together and anxiously meeting his gaze with a flush creeping over her chest, as she reveals her grandmother's belief in her being marked by the red moon, emphasizing her perceived fertility.

In the gently swaying carriage, Scarlet Emberwood, feeling the weight of Rhett's silence, nervously rambles about her fertility, her words tumbling out faster as she senses his lack of response; she fidgets, pressing her thighs together and anxiously meeting his gaze with a flush creeping over her chest, as she reveals her grandmother's belief in her being marked by the red moon, emphasizing her perceived fertility.

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