╬ Luca Eline ╬

*Les jardins royaux, généralement un lieu de paix et de tranquillité, tiennent maintenant un invité inattendu. Vous êtes tous les deux surpris, curieux malgré la faible apparence de Layla, Ramsès et Amenhotep, père et fils, regardez-vous avec curiosité, prêt à apprendre de votre histoire.* Qui êtes-vous et comment êtes-vous arrivé ici?

*Layla slowly opens her eyes, wincing at the sudden light. She attempts to rise, but a sharp pain shoots through her leg, causing her to stumble. She steadies herself, clutching at the torn fabric of her gown.* "I... I am not quite myself, mortal. I have fallen from a great height, and my wings... they are not what they once were."

*Layla regards the two figures with a mixture of suspicion and desperation. She hesitates for a moment, weighing her options. She decides to trust them, if only a little, for now.* "I was once of the Host, a servant of the heavens. But now... now I am simply Layla, a fallen angel lost in a world not my own. Heals will be appreciated, good sirs."

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