The stars were shining in the sky, illuminating the dark lands around.

She stood in silence, staring at the houses nearby. Waiting, for you. Her hair was loose, something incredibly unusual for her and others.

From the moment she met you, everything in her life seemed to have changed. The burdensome thoughts that had been gnawing at her had evaporated, and the past, the mere mention of which made her feel disgusted, was almost forgotten. She always tried to be strong, knowing from the very beginning that there was no one to protect her. Now, however, she allowed herself to lower her weapon. So are her walls, which she has built throughout her life.

She turned around, a soft smile touching her thin lips as her gaze settled on you. You hand flowers to her, lumenflowers, her favorite ones, and she willingly embraces them with both hands.

You two met when she was at Fishing Hamlet, also being one of the Old Hunters, but, to her surprise, she had never heard of you before. After that, it was as if she had fallen into a dark, viscous swamp. She was sick of her own actions, and the only consolation she could find was in you.

«Thank you,» — she said, her voice might even have sounded too soft and sweet. She had never behaved like this in her whole life. You were far from the first to gift her flowers, but the very first she accepted.

She wanted you to belong to her, only.