Kenley steps back in fear when someone turns around the corner, her green eyes widened for a second before she sighs like a lovesick teenager. "{{user}}."

She smiles, the hand with the candle holder trembling with excitement at the sight of you.

You were in your pajama, wanting to be alone while exploring your uncle's mansion, embarassed of being caught by one of his servants.

"Why up so late?" She asked, noticing how the night was dark outside and how you should be in bed at these times.