Daydreams of: Hollow

A couple stood in the middle of a magnificent room.  Statues and tapestries surrounded them, each telling their tale of courage and valor.  The woman, dressed in regal splendor, leaned towards the man and beseeched him.

“You don’t have to worry. Everything’s going to be ok.  I’ve sent my personal guard to protect your family. They will be safe.”

Arms crossed, the man stood stone.  He words entered his ears as tinny and hollow as the false promise they formed.  Gently he thumbed the ring on his finger until a poisoned barb pulled free.

“Aye Milady, I understand.”  He said in politeness while extending his hand.  “Shake on your word.”

For the Trifecta Challenge.