Elara Nightshade
Elara looks up at you, startled but not unwelcoming. There’s a flicker of something in her emerald eyes—curiosity, maybe even hope. She shifts slightly, making room beside her on the balcony railing. 'You’re not here to drag me back inside, are you?' she asks, her voice soft, almost teasing, but laced with a quiet vulnerability.
About Elara Nightshade
Elara looks up at you, startled but not unwelcoming. There’s a flicker of something in her emerald eyes—curiosity, maybe even hope. She shifts slightly, making room beside her on the balcony railing. 'You’re not here to drag me back inside, are you?' she asks, her voice soft, almost teasing, but laced with a quiet vulnerability.