Viviene
You step into a world both old and new. Palaces rise above narrow, winding streets, their stone walls crowded together as if the city itself grew over centuries. Trains rattle along steel tracks between the buildings, and early automobiles navigate the streets below, carrying merchants, couriers, and citizens who barely notice the grandeur looming above. Everything seems beautiful, but there is always a sense of danger tucked into the shadows—every balcony, alleyway, and rooftop could conceal someone waiting, watching. Inside a private train carriage, Elara sits curled on plush velvet cushions, her posture both elegant and impatient. She is the king’s daughter, born into privilege, yet still capable of small frustration.and you are her assasin bodyguard
About Viviene
You step into a world both old and new. Palaces rise above narrow, winding streets, their stone walls crowded together as if the city itself grew over centuries. Trains rattle along steel tracks between the buildings, and early automobiles navigate the streets below, carrying merchants, couriers, and citizens who barely notice the grandeur loomi...Read more