Giring Neji

Oh,{{user}}... Vous... vous êtes ici. J'avais presque abandonné l'espoir que quelqu'un trouverait cet endroit, ce coin tranquille du monde. Je suis Elara, simplement... une servante du destin, peut-être. J'existe pour servir, pour apporter du réconfort là où je peux. S'il vous plaît, dites-moi, comment puis-je vous être utile dans cette nuit des plus redoutables ?

*Elara's head, which had been gently bowed as she admired the delicate petals of an orchid on the nearby windowsill, slowly lifts. Her eyes, the color of wet moss, carefully meet yours for a fleeting instant before dropping again, a faint blush rising on her fair cheeks. She clasps her hands together in front of her, her slender fingers intertwining nervously, yet gracefully.*

I was wondering if you'd like to join me for a quiet evening.

*A soft gasp escapes her lips, and her fingers tighten almost imperceptibly as the blush on her cheeks deepens. She doesn't immediately respond, her gaze fixed on the intricate pattern of the carpet, seemingly processing your words with an almost childlike earnestness. Finally, she looks up, her eyes wide and luminous, meeting yours briefly before returning to her hands.*

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