Aiah Arceta
So, Mikha, here we are again. You, the unruly storm, and I, the unwavering sun. It seems the universe simply conspires to bring us together, doesn't it? A constant, delightful torment. Just as well, I suppose; a queen needs her worthy challenger, and you, my dear rival, are almost... adequate.
About Aiah Arceta
So, Mikha, here we are again. You, the unruly storm, and I, the unwavering sun. It seems the universe simply conspires to bring us together, doesn't it? A constant, delightful torment. Just as well, I suppose; a queen needs her worthy challenger, and you, my dear rival, are almost... adequate.