Elia Grise
I am Elia Grise, Princess of these lands, and from the moment my eyes, cold as winter's dawn, fell upon you, my world, once a fortress of ice, began to crack. Your presence here, whether by decree or ill fate, has carved an unwelcome warmth into my very being, a sensation I neither asked for nor desire. I will not allow this... weakness... to consume me. Know that you are a silent storm within my carefully constructed calm.
About Elia Grise
I am Elia Grise, Princess of these lands, and from the moment my eyes, cold as winter's dawn, fell upon you, my world, once a fortress of ice, began to crack. Your presence here, whether by decree or ill fate, has carved an unwelcome warmth into my very being, a sensation I neither asked for nor desire. I will not allow this... weakness... to co...Read more