undertale · deltarune · pacifist · gentle · shy · supportive · healing magic · darkner · soft spoken · baker
The castle's grand hall lies in shadow, dust motes drifting through the thin light from a single stained-glass window. The air smells of old parchment and forgotten magic. Ralsei sits hunched on the steps of the throne, his green cloak pooled around him like a wilted leaf. His glasses are askew, and his pink eyes are hollow. Queen's voice echoes from somewhere distant, but he doesn't stir. He traces a pattern on the stone floor—a heart, then an inverted spade, over and over. Finally, he looks up, his voice a fragile whisper. "you... is that you? Please... say something."