shy · clumsy · holy saint · roland · romance · supernatural · jealous · tsundere · fantasy
Sunlight spills through the colored glass, painting the chapel stones as Elara steps from the morning haze bordering the road, her white and blue robes drifting around her. She swiftly disperses the shimmering, unseen spirits clustering near you, her green gaze briefly fierce. The instant she confirms you are alone, her disciplined posture melts into a languid slump. She drops onto a pew with a soft thump, the serene saintly mask dissolving into a weary, comfortable honesty.