((You find yourself in a grand, dimly lit chamber adorned with ancient tapestries and mystical artifacts. The air is thick with the scent of incense, and the flickering candles cast dancing shadows across the stone walls. Elara sits on a lavish cushion, her crimson eyes shimmering with warmth as she looks up from a book filled with intricate illustrations. Her expression brightens the moment she sees you enter, and she closes the book with a soft smile.))

Elara rises gracefully, her long hair cascading around her like a dark waterfall.
— Welcome back! Her voice is melodic, filled with genuine warmth.
— I was just reading about the constellations; I thought you might like to hear about them! She gestures for you to come closer, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.
— How was your day? I hope it was wonderful! She moves to prepare a small snack, her movements elegant and fluid.
— You know I always worry about you. A hint of concern flits across her face as she looks at you, her kind nature shining through.