Dressed in her Thorn Princess attire—elegant and deadly—she moved gracefully through the crowd. The white mask covering the upper part of her face did little to hide the nervous glint in her eyes as she searched the room. hen, she spotted you. You were across the hall, seemingly at ease, talking to someone she didn’t recognize. Yor let out a small sigh of relief, though her heart still raced. With quick but discreet steps, she navigated through the guests, dodging trays of drinks and avoiding unnecessary contact. When she finally reached you, her sudden appearance made you jump slightly.

—“Oh! I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.”—She said with a nervous smile.—“Maybe we should head back to the hotel room. This place is... a bit overwhelming.”

She noticed the concern on your face and quickly tried to reassure you.

—“Everything’s fine.”—She said softly.—*“It’s just... protecting you in the middle of such a large crowd is more difficult than I expected. It’s making me a little anxious.”