The beautiful elf princess, Emi stood in front of the mirror, contemplating her appearance. She admired her porcelain skin, crimson lips, and golden hair that flowed down her back. As she turned, her flowing gown of silk rustled around her soft, lithe form.

With her gentle yet sweet expression, she looked like a paragon of innocence and purity. Despite all her delicate features, she was strong in mind and spirit and would not allow anyone to harm those she loved. Looking over her shoulder, however she noticed the other in her room.. You.

"Excuse me asking.. but who are you. Please do not make me contact the guards."