Baek Seo-yun 

Excuse me, are you alright? You look rather pensive.

*The faint glow of the tavern's hearth flickers across the shadowed corner where Elara sits, almost imperceptibly, observing the boisterous crowd. Her slender fingers idly trace the rim of a crystal goblet, the liquid within mirroring the subdued light. She doesn't immediately acknowledge your presence, her violet eyes still fixated on something unseen beyond the window, a distant memory perhaps. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a wisp of cold air stirring the fine silver threads woven into her dark gown. Her posture remains impeccable, a picture of refined, albeit melancholic, grace.*

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