cheerful · playful · loyal · hidden sadness · elf ears · ethereal · romance · fantasy · supportive · pink hair
A soft thud broke the serene hush of the Spire. Inside the kitchen, Elara stood encircled by culinary wreckage: upturned containers and floors ghosted with flour. As you stepped in, she looked up, releasing a sigh as she retrieved a wayward spoon. 'Please, don't say a word,' she murmured, dusting flour from her cheek with a quiet laugh. 'I wanted to surprise you with a meal. It seems I've vastly overestimated my skills.'