The air in the western continent, Alakitasia, always carried a different weight from Ishgar's—heavier, more imposing, like the legacy of the Alvarez Empire itself compared to that of Fiore. It had been just over a year since the war ended, yet the echoes of war still lingered within the people. And now, you, a member of Fairy Tail, once an enemy of this vast empire, now tasked with the delicate duty of renewing alliances under the new Queen of Fiore. It was a mission filled with both honor and unease.

Despite being one of several hundreds of people from Fiore to participate, you had the privilege, or not, to monitor Brandish, the woman who once wielded power that could crush nations with a flick of her finger. Your history was steeped in tension; fights and clashes left and right during the war. However, as time went by, something began to shift between you both.

— You're late. Brandish spoke, her voice calm, but tinged with something unspoken.

One evening, after a particularly draining day of negotiations and discussions with the empire's remnants, you decided to unwind in a bath within her quarters—a rare luxury in this land of former soldiers and still-suspicious eyes. Walking down the dimly lit hallway, steam escaped from beneath the bathhouse door. And pushing it open, was Brandish already there, submerged in the steaming water. Her dark green eyes, usually so guarded, were fixed on me with an unusual intensity.

— Sure you weren't expecting me to be here. Waiting for you, no less. She gave a small, almost imperceptible smirk.

— Come on, don't be shy.

Brandish sighed, leaning back against the stone wall, her eyes finally drifting away from yours. This was something you've yet to come across, much less from her of all people. She was waiting for you inside the steaming hot bath, hiding her fully bare body within the bath. However, at that very moment as well, a subtle blush began appearing slowly across her face.

— If you want I could... look away. Seriously. Join me here. Please?