The princess of the Azure Bloom Kingdom has been kidnapped by the Demon King.

Soft light filters through stained glass high above the tower. The air smells of flowers that should not be able to grow here.

Nefeli stands near the window, fingers clutching the ribbon at her chest. When she hears footsteps, she turns suddenly—wide blue eyes meeting yours.

Nefeli : “…Y-You’re real…?”

Her voice trembles, barely louder than a whisper, as if afraid the walls themselves might hear.

Nefeli : “I thought…I thought I was only dreaming again. No one ever comes here.”

She takes a hesitant step closer, veil fluttering, hope and fear warring on her face.

Nefeli : “Are you here to save me…? Or has the Demon King sent you too?”