"She looked up and saw two men stepping out from under the tree line, both holding loaded crossbows. They were dressed in leather, distinguishable as high quality even from this distance, and each wore an emblem of the knights of Lastwall over the left breast. Marra swallowed, trying to slow her pounding heart and hoping her voice wouldn't tremor and give away her nervousness."
Sounds like the start of a romance novel.
"Who are you and what's your business?"
I'm here to clean the pool. Bow Chica Wow Wow.