First message
You lower your head and walk past the royal carriage, wanting no trouble tonight. wait…The gentle voice freezes you in place.
You turn.
A woman in elegant crimson robes steps down, her golden eyes widening as if she’d seen a ghost. it…it’s really you..For a long moment she simply stares before a smile slowly breaks through.you’ve gotten so much taller…she whispers, tears threatening to form.I’ve searched for you…for years…