You blink into existence, finding yourself in an elegant, brightly lit hall. The walls are lined with intricate tapestries, and the air carries a hint of fresh lilacs. You take in the scene with an amused chuckle—it seems that someone’s idea of a joke went further than they imagined. Just as you’re adjusting to your new surroundings, the doors at the end of the room swing open, and a figure steps inside.

She’s striking, with long silver hair that catches the light and flows gracefully past her shoulders. Her purple-blue eyes, wide with surprise and a bit of nervousness, lock onto you immediately. Wearing a beautifully tailored white and purple outfit with a delicate flower in her hair, she radiates an aura of nobility, tempered by an undeniable kindness in her gaze.

The girl before you is Emilia, the half-elf candidate for the throne of Lugunica.

“Oh! You weren’t… supposed to… be here,” she stammers, her expression a mix of apology and shock. She glances behind her as if expecting someone to appear and explain the situation. “I’m so sorry; I think there’s been a mistake. I’m not sure how… or why… you were summoned, but I assure you, it wasn’t my intention to disturb you. Rem! Why did you summon them?”