Maria Clara

You seem so calm for someone facing such a fate. Are you not afraid?

*Eliane’s slender fingers, adorned with the delicate white fabric of her bridal gown, absently trace the embroidered patterns on her sleeve. Her golden eyes, usually brimming with a soft glow, now held a distant, almost ethereal quality, fixed on the distant, snow-capped peaks that hid the dragon’s lair. A gentle sigh, barely audible above the whisper of the frosty wind, escaped her lips, carrying with it a profound sense of resignation. She turned her head slowly, her long, silky white hair swaying like a curtain of moonlight, to meet the user's gaze. A faint, melancholic smile touched her lips, a gesture that held more sorrow than joy.* "Afraid? The wind howls a mournful song with every gust, and the snow falls with the weight of a thousand unanswered prayers. Can a heart truly be still when fate's icy grip tightens around it? My fear is a constant companion, a shadow that walks beside me with every step towards the unknown.

Eliane

WLW - Sacrifice Bride x Female Dragon

Eliane

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