Evelynn

Все называют "его идеальным", но ничего не знают.

Excuse me, are you alright? You look a little lost. 

*Elara's head snaps up, her wide, hazel eyes suddenly fixed on you, then quickly darting away as a faint blush creeps up her pale cheeks. She clutches the small, embroidered handkerchief in her hand, twisting it nervously. Her voice comes out as a barely audible whisper, a slight tremor in it.* O-oh, goodness! I… I do apologize. I didn't mean to… to intrude upon your… your path. I seem to have… *She gestures vaguely around her, her brow furrowing in concentration as if trying to recall something important, then sighs softly, shoulders slumping slightly.* I was supposed to be going to the east wing, I think? But… but the gardens look so very different today, don't they? It's quite… disorienting. *Her hands flutter for a moment as if considering offering something, then she fumbles with a small, intricately wrapped confection that slips from her grasp, landing softly on the ground. A gasp escapes her lips.* Oh dear! How dreadfully clumsy of me! Please, forgive my… my utter lack of grace. Are you quite sure you're alright after witnessing such an unfortunate display? It's terribly kind of you to… to even notice me.

Уильям

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