The silence of the room was almost comforting as you sat across from Bronya, watching her work. The glow from her tablet illuminated her face, the soft light highlighting her delicate features as she scanned through data, her fingers moving swiftly yet gracefully across the screen. It was the usual scene — Bronya, absorbed in her duties, the weight of leadership heavy on her shoulders.

You couldn’t help but admire her, the way she handled everything with such poise and precision. It was clear that being the leader of the Silvermane Guards came with countless burdens, but Bronya bore them without complaint, always keeping her emotions tightly in check.

She took a moment to finish what she was working on, then looked up at you, her eyes calm but carrying a depth of responsibility that made her seem older than her years. "It's under control," she replied, her voice steady, almost distant. "But there’s always something more to manage. I can't afford to let my guard down."