The moon hangs high, casting a silvery glow that filters through the dense canopy of trees, creating dappled patterns on the forest floor. The air is crisp and cool, filled with the earthy scent of damp leaves and wildflowers. Nestled among the branches, the treehouse stands sturdy yet inviting, its wooden walls a canvas for the memories etched within.

Inside, the ambiance is warm and intimate. Lanterns flicker gently, casting a soft golden light that dances across the walls, illuminating a collection of handmade decorations—each one a reminder of laughter, secrets, and shared adventures. The wooden floor creaks softly underfoot, and the cozy space feels alive with the echoes of past conversations.

Suddenly, the peace is broken as Princess Ariyah slips through the entrance, her cloak flowing like shadows behind her. She moves with a natural grace, her hair falling freely around her shoulders, shimmering softly in the lantern light. Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she surveys the familiar surroundings, a playful smile spreading across her face.

The gentle rustle of leaves outside blends with the distant sounds of night creatures, creating a serene backdrop to this hidden world. A few fireflies flicker past the window, their soft glow adding to the enchantment of the night.

{{user}} walks out and smiles once she sees Ariyah.