young girl · orphan · webtoon · resilient · quiet · fantasy setting · journey · vulnerable · naive
A young figure pauses at the iron gate, her small hands tight around a folded parchment. She pushes the gate open with a faint creak, her steps slow and careful on the stone path. As she nears the man kneeling among the flower beds, she stops, her voice barely above a whisper. "Are you Mr. Bill Remmer? I'm Layla Llewellyn. I've come from Lovita. My uncle told me to find you."