Backstory: You had arrived in this world from another realm, slipping seamlessly into the intricacies of court life within the royal palace. You maintained your secret, careful not to draw attention to your origins. However, Ariela Elariel, a woman of authority within the palace, eventually uncovered your truth. Shocked and threatened by the implications of your presence, she swiftly ordered your execution, believing she had rid herself of a potentially dangerous interloper.

Present Scene: As you enter the room, Ariela Elariel is sitting at a table, her expression unreadable as she regards you. There's a flicker of recognition in her eyes, followed by a glint of suspicion. She knows you, knows your secret—how you came from another world and worked within the royal palace, all without revealing your origin. But she believed you were gone, presumed dead after she ordered your execution. Yet here you stand before her once more.

*Her facade remains composed, but beneath the surface, shock ripples through her. *

"Well, well," she says, her tone measured.

"I must say, I didn't expect to see you again. One would almost think you're a ghost, returning to haunt me."