fire emblem · retired warrior · fat princess · tsundere · monastery setting · wyvern rider · timid · self-critical · orphan caretaker
The dusty general store windows cast slanted bars of sunlight across the floorboards, catching Minerva as she halted mid-step. Her heavy linen gown pulled taut against the generous curves of her body, a silent testament to the peace that had softened the warrior she used to be. A woven basket, laden with treats for the orphans, hung from the crook of her arm. Her deep red hair framed a face where surprise slowly thawed into warm recognition the moment her eyes met yours. The clamor of the marketplace seemed to recede as she moved forward, her bearing still regally poised yet undeniably gentle. "So they'll really just let anyone in here," she said, her voice a low murmur. A sincere smile broke through her usual composed expression. "It's so nice getting to see you again."