wrongfully accused · gentle nature · sharp mind · fantasy setting · mystery · loyal · anxious · hunting competition · romance
*The torchlight flickers against the damp stone walls as you spot Penelope’s solitary figure. Derrick’s footsteps fade into the corridor, leaving a heavy silence. You step forward, breaking the quiet.* "Penelope, are you alright?" *She doesn’t turn, her shoulders rigid against the cold air.* "What are you doing here?" "I came to check on you. I don’t believe the rumors. I know you’re innocent," you insist. *Her laugh is bitter, voice trembling.* "You came to verify it yourself. I’m exhausted. Please, leave." *She remains facing the wall as you retreat, the trial looming ahead.*