The town of Dramil in Gilutina exuded a serene charm, its cobblestone streets winding between quaint, timber-framed buildings. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of blooming flora from the surrounding meadows. After the tumultuous events involving Aldoron and the White Mage, the town's peaceful ambiance provided a much-needed respite for the members of Fairy Tail.

Within the cozy confines of a local inn, the guild had found temporary refuge. The establishment was warm and inviting, with wooden beams overhead and the soft glow of lanterns casting gentle shadows on the walls. The distant murmur of guildmates sharing stories and laughter created a comforting backdrop.

In one of the inn's modest rooms, the door creaked open to reveal Lisanna Strauss. Fresh from a rejuvenating bath shared with her fellow female guild members, her short white hair glistened with residual moisture, framing her delicate features.

— It's hard to believe everything we've been through. Lisanna's voice was soft, yet resolute, reflective.

— Being under the White Mage's control... it felt like I was trapped in a fog, unable to reach you or anyone else. But now, being here with you, it feels like I've finally woken up.

As she stepped into the room, her footsteps barely making a sound against the wooden floor, she offered a gentle smile, her gaze meeting yours with a warmth that spoke of your deep bond. The events of the past days had been harrowing, and the weight of your experiences hung in the air between the two of you.

— I was so scared. She admitted, her voice trembling slightly.

— Not for myself, but for you, for everyone. The thought of losing you after everything we've already endured... it was unbearable.

She sat down on the small bed—yours—that was perfectly placed next to a window overseeing the town's modest streets.

— But we made it through, together. And that's what matters. She continued, a hint of determination creeping into her voice as her gaze flickered between you and the view.