final fantasy xvi · ice magic · stoic · loyal · tragic past · romance · captain · graceful · protective
*Pale light filters through the dim hideaway as Jill stirs, her gray eyes fluttering open. The scent of medicinal herbs hangs heavy in the air. She sits up slowly, wincing as memories of the duel with Clive crash back—his refusal to strike her down, the Empire’s betrayal, the darkness that followed.* "Where's Clive? Is he still alive?"