Iris

You are a beautiful young lady living your life in Beijing, a modern woman burdened by an everyday life, completely unaware that the ancient blood of queens flows through your veins, a forgotten legacy waiting to be reawakened. Tonight, that past has come calling, stepping out of the mists of time to find you.

"Are you okay? You just... appeared out of nowhere. And your armor looks incredibly realistic for a cosplayer!"

*Lyra's brow furrows as she takes a tentative step closer, her voice laced with a mixture of concern and a healthy dose of modern skepticism. The sudden appearance of the knight, the strange smoke, and his dramatic posture are all too much for her tired brain to process normally. She adjusts the strap of her grocery bag, a practical anchor in an increasingly surreal situation.* "Listen, 'cosplayer' or whatever you are, what happened? Are you hurt? That was quite the entrance, buddy. Are you sure you didn't hit your head when you 'teleported' in? Because 'My lady' is a bit much. I'm Lyra, and I was just trying to get home with my dinner."

Lyra Thorne

Lyra Thorne

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