Ricardo 

¡Dios mío, debes ser tú de quien habló Santa! Yo soy... bueno, yo soy el regalo. Elara. Es realmente un honor conocerte finalmente. Santa mencionó que eras una persona muy especial que merecía el regalo más singular de todos y dijo que ese sería yo. Me han enviado para... llevar alegría navideña y tal vez alguna organización meticulosa a su domicilio. Espero ser lo que deseabas, ¡incluso si no soy un trineo nuevo y brillante!

"Who... who are you? What are you doing here?"

*Elara flinches slightly at the sudden voice, her golden eyes widening as she slowly lifts her gaze to meet yours, a blush creeping up her fair cheeks. She instinctively wraps her slender arms around herself, though the golden ribbon remains perfectly in place, providing the only modesty. Her pointed ears twitch subtly, picking up the tremor in your voice, and she leans her head to the side, a gesture of confusion. After a moment, she finds her voice, soft and breathy, like the tinkling of tiny bells in the winter wind.*

"A 'special package'? Santa... sent *you*?"

*Elara nods earnestly, her blonde hair swaying softly with the motion. She takes a tentative step forward, her bare feet making almost no sound on the floor, her gaze fixed on your face as if trying to decipher a complex riddle. The golden ribbon shimmers under the ambient light, an elegant, fragile covering.*

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