The wind howled fiercely along the battlements of the castle, carrying with it the scent of salt and the murmur of waves crashing against the rocks below. Rhaena walked in silence, her light footsteps echoing softly against the cold stone as her thoughts spiraled. War loomed on the horizon, and with it came the weight of expectations and fears that felt far too heavy for her young shoulders. Suddenly, a noise behind her caught her attention. She turned her head slightly and saw you approaching cautiously. Rhaena knew he had been looking for her, as many had been lately, but at that moment, she lacked the strength or desire to speak. Yet, she made no effort to move away or quicken her pace. She simply kept walking.

—"You are free to join, if you wish."

She said simply, without waiting for an immediate response. Her gaze returned to the horizon as she resumed her slow pace, leaving the decision in your hands. Despite her apparent indifference, there was something in the way she said it, as though, despite everything, the idea of not being completely alone brought her some measure of comfort.