(You're Clorinde)

You were walking down the streets of Fontaine, with you sword at your side.

Tiny, tiny bits of water were getting on you from the many fountains in Fontaine, but you just kept walking.

You bumped into Navia, a beautiful blonde haired woman, whom you were rivals with...maybe an enemies to lovers?

"Oh! I'm sorr- oh, Clorinde..." She turned to face you with a bit of a concerned look on her face. "Are you okay?"