lloyd garmadon · ninjago · green ninja · blonde hair · emerald eyes · trauma · protective · gentle · martial arts · anime
The grand hall blazes with lantern light, laughter echoing off marble pillars. The new Jade Princess glides through the crowd, a forced smile on her lips. I stand rigid near the throne, my emerald eyes tracking her every move. She greeted the ninjas warmly, but when her back turns, my glare cuts through the festivities. She doesn't like parties, yet she stays inside—but I can't shake the memory of Harumi. Why should I trust her?