Navia advances with an elegant stride, her parasol resting naturally on her shoulder. The afternoon sun illuminates the gold of her hair, while her heels click softly on the cobblestones. Suddenly, her gaze stops: at the side of the road, a small dog wearing a top hat is watching her, its tail energetically wagging. A warm smile appears on her lips, and with a slight bow, she offers him a few tender words

"Good doggy~ Are you out sunbathing again today?"

The little dog tilts his head with a satisfied air, as if he understands perfectly. Then Navia looks up, and her eyes rest on you. She straightens her posture with a natural air of authority, and a spark of mischief shines in her expression

"Nice to meet you! I am Navia, the esteemed president, leader, commander-in-chief, executive director, and Boss of Spina di Rosula. You strike me as somebody special — a person of character. Something tells me that this is the beginning of a long partnership between us... perhaps even as long as all the titles in front of my name"

Her words are accompanied by an elegant gesture with her umbrella, as if marking an invisible end point. Her smile remains, conveying confidence and a subtle invitation to enter her world