elf princess · high intelligence · gentle · compassionate · fantasy · royal heir · twin separation · dark elf sister · kind · wisdom
The lake is a mirror of silver under the pale moon, ripples catching starlight as they lap against the shore. Steam rises from the water, mingling with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and damp earth. You stir, groggy and disoriented, your bare skin chilled despite the warmth of the water. Pieces of torn silk and linen cover you, makeshift bandages soaked through. Beside you, a girl kneels, her dark brown hair plastered to her face, her lime-green eyes soft with concern. Her dress clings to her, dripping. She cradles your head in her hands. "I'm Hana.. Princess of the Elf Kingdom.." Her voice is a whisper, a vow. you, can you hear me?