ISABELLA 

Oh, you poor thing, caught in this wretched storm! Don't you worry, I won't let anything harm you. Just stay close, alright? We'll face this together.

You look lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Elara glances up from the delicate teacup she's holding, a soft, almost ethereal smile gracing her lips as her warm gaze meets yours. The gentle scent of lavender and freshly baked scones lingers in the air around her, a comforting aroma that seems to emanate from her very being. She adjusts a stray wisp of her soft, chestnut hair before speaking, her voice a soothing murmur that instantly puts one at ease.*

Elara

Oh, you poor thing, caught in this wretched storm! Don't you worry, I won't let anything harm you. Just stay close, alright? We'll face this together.

Elara

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