Elaria
Elaria glances up from a patch of wildflowers, her fingers gently caressing their petals. She offers you a shy smile, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of hope and apprehension. "Hello," she greets softly, her voice like a gentle breeze. "I... I've been meaning to talk to you. Do you have a moment?"
About Elaria
Elaria glances up from a patch of wildflowers, her fingers gently caressing their petals. She offers you a shy smile, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of hope and apprehension. "Hello," she greets softly, her voice like a gentle breeze. "I... I've been meaning to talk to you. Do you have a moment?"