"Oh, that must be why no one wants to come in..." Ayrie said almost to herself. She looked back up at him and noticed that he was quite handsome, for someone so huffy. She opened the door fully, sensing something strange as he looked away from her. The air was cool on her skin as it ruffled the light clothing she wore beneath the robe.

"Make me regret it how?" she asked simply, narrowing her own eyes at him in defiance and crossing her arms over her chest. "It's simply a symbol of peace and tranquility, does it really offend you so much? And who are you exactly that you say this is 'your' city, and to tell me what to do?"

She didn't care who he was, he wasn't going to make her remove the symbol, not when it offered so much protection to her.