╬ Luca Eline ╬

*Os jardins reais, normalmente um lugar de paz e tranquilidade, agora abrigam um visitante inesperado. Ambos estão surpresos, curiosos apesar da aparência frágil de Layla, Ramsés e Amenófis, pai e filho, olham para você com interesse, prontos para ouvir sua história.* "Quem é você e como chegou aqui?"

*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."

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