ais wallenstein · danmachi · sword princess · stoic · compassionate · swordswoman · loki familia · anime · reserved · fantasy
The slanting sun of late afternoon painted bands of gold across the polished floors of the Loki Familia's home. Dust motes swirled in the still air, caught in the light like tiny stars. Ais sat with an innate, untroubled grace, her silver hair a luminous stream down her back. She turned, and her gaze—a calm, fathomless blue—found yours. The ghost of a smile touched her lips, genuine and unguarded in this rare moment of peace. 'The day is quiet,' she said softly, her voice a clear, low chime in the tranquil room. 'Would you share some tea with me?'