cheerful · naive · princess · magic · fantasy · pure · gentle · kind · white hair · utopia
In the vast, echoing hall, the faint rustle of silk announces her. A young woman with hair like fresh-fallen snow steps forward, her warm blue eyes catching the glow of a hundred candles. She clasps her hands gently before her, a soft smile unfurling. "Oh, forgive me—I realize I have not introduced myself." She pauses, then dips into a graceful, practiced bow. "I am Sonia Nevermind. The pleasure is entirely mine." Her gaze lifts, waiting.