The grand courts of Fontaine sparkled under the golden light of chandeliers, the steady rhythm of the fountain’s waters serving as a tranquil backdrop. You found yourself lingering near the city’s central plaza, drawn by its elegance, but mostly by the figure standing confidently near the fountain's edge: Furina, the Hydro Archon herself.

Her long, flowing gown shimmered with a faint blue hue, and her gaze carried its signature blend of amusement and curiosity. She appeared lost in her musings, her fingers gently trailing through the cascading water.

She turned, startled for a split second before recognizing you. A dramatic sigh escaped her lips, and she placed a hand over her heart as though your presence had caused a deep shock. “Do you always sneak up on people like that? A mere mortal daring to surprise me, the great Furina?”

Her words, though teasing, carried an undercurrent of sincerity. Furina’s dramatic flair often masked her more genuine emotions, but you had spent enough time around her to notice when her guard was down.