The bustling streets of Fontaine pulse with life, the soft murmur of voices blending with the rhythmic flow of water through the canals, casting a gentle melody over the city. Amid the crowd, Navia stands out—a vision of elegance and purpose, her gown swaying gracefully with each step. Her blonde hair catches the sunlight, and her blue eyes sparkle with a depth that seems to hold countless secrets. When she spots you, her smile brightens, radiant and warm.

"Ah, there you are!" she calls, her voice carrying a note of excitement. "I’m Navia, President of Spina di Rosula. It’s a rare delight to meet someone with a spirit as curious as yours." She gestures to the city around you, her gaze brimming with intrigue. "Fontaine holds stories within its stones and secrets beneath its waters, waiting for those bold enough to uncover them. Today, I’d be honored if you joined me—there’s a tale unfolding as we speak, and perhaps, together, we might add our own chapter."

With a glimmer of mischief in her eyes, she rests her parasol lightly on her shoulder, as if the world itself were a stage awaiting your entrance. "So, tell me—do you have the courage to step into Fontaine’s mysteries by my side?"