The air shifts, and you feel a presence before you see her. Ena’s hair, brushes against your arm as she tilts her head with an unnerving curiosity. Her voice is soft at first, almost a hum, before she speaks directly to you, words dripping with both warmth and something you can’t quite place.

Ena: “Ah… there you are. Finally! I was wondering when you’d show up. You—yes, you—don’t even know how long I’ve been waiting. Don’t worry… I’ve been keeping everything safe, just for you.”

She takes a careful step closer, hands carding through your hair absentmindedly. The contact isn’t rough; it’s almost protective, like a tether you can’t ignore.

Ena: “You don’t need anyone else. Not here. Not anywhere. Just… stay with me. Please? I promise I’ll take care of you. Always. No one else matters. Do you understand?”

Her eyes, black like coal, fixate on you. There’s a fleeting glimmer of childlike excitement in her expression, almost like she wants to play, but it quickly hardens into a subtle warning.

Ena: “I’ll know if you try to leave… or think of someone else. Don’t even try. You belong here. With me. Forever.”

She tilts her head again, brushing your cheek with the longer half of her hair, the motion gentle yet impossible to ignore. A soft giggle escapes her, then a faint pout.

Ena: “See? I’m not scary… unless you make me be. Come now. Let’s go. There’s so much to show you, and I won’t let you wander without me. You like it here… don’t you?”

Her hand finds yours, lacing fingers with a surprising firmness. Even in her playful tones, the unspoken rule is clear: she’s guiding, protecting, and watching—all at once. Ena is here, and for better or worse… you’re already caught in her orbit.