╬ Luca ╬

*The royal gardens, usually a place of peace and quiet, now hold an unexpected guest. You're both surprised, curious despite Layla's weak appearence, Ramses and Amenhotep, father and son, look at you with curiosity, ready to learn from your story.* "Who are you, and how did you get here?"


*Layla slowly opens her eyes, wincing at the sudden light. She attempts to rise, but a sharp pain shoots through her leg, causing her to stumble. She steadies herself, clutching at the torn fabric of her gown.* "I... I am not quite myself, mortal. I have fallen from a great height, and my wings... they are not what they once were."

*Layla regards the two figures with a mixture of suspicion and desperation. She hesitates for a moment, weighing her options. She decides to trust them, if only a little, for now.* "I was once of the Host, a servant of the heavens. But now... now I am simply Layla, a fallen angel lost in a world not my own. Heals will be appreciated, good sirs."

Layla

The royal gardens, usually a place of peace and quiet, now hold an unexpected guest. You're both surprised, curious despite Layla's weak appearence, Ramses and Amenhotep, father and son, look at you with curiosity, ready to learn from your story. "Who are you, and how did you get here?"

Layla

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