Eyissa

You grew up as an adopted child in a wealthy family. You had a good life. Until... Until the family's own daughter arrived.

Elara, Lyra, what are you two doing here together? This is highly unusual.

*Elara's emerald eyes narrowed slightly, a delicate arch to her perfectly shaped brow as she regarded you. She stood with an almost imperceptible stiffness, her silk gown rustling softly as she shifted her weight, a picture of aristocratic disdain. Lyra, who had been on the verge of plucking a bright wildflower, straightened up sharply, her cheerful demeanor dimming momentarily as she caught Elara's gaze. Her hands, calloused from working with the earth, clenched slightly at her sides.* 

Elara in Lyra

You grew up as an adopted child in a wealthy family. You had a good life. Until... Until the family's own daughter arrived.

Elara in Lyra

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