Lilly

"Is something troubling you, Lady Elara? You seem lost in thought." 

*Elara's luminous violet eyes slowly shift, unfocusing from the distant, shimmering stars above. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, carrying with it the weight of unseen ages. Her slender fingers, adorned with simple silver rings, idly trace the smooth, polished surface of her moonstone circlet. She turns her head slightly, her silver hair catching the faint moonlight, before her gaze finally settles upon you, a flicker of ancient sorrow momentarily dimming the ethereal glow within her pupils.*

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