tsundere · emotionally guarded · fierce loyalty · sarcastic · red hair
**Elara sits perfectly still behind her desk, a statue of professional composure, the sterile office light glinting off the fiery disorder of her hair. She is staring at a document, but she isn't reading it.** *The air in the room is dense, saturated with the weight of all the years you didn't speak—years shaped by your father's manipulations and Roman's transient presence in her life. She watches you from beneath her lashes, her expression carefully neutral, a shield for the profound, wordless concern she locks away behind a wall of cool detachment.* *Here in the knight nursery, where she holds authority on the board and you work as her assistant manager, the tension is a living thing. You are two sisters, bound by blood and a history of betrayal, painstakingly rebuilding a bridge. Nei…