WLW coded soft, flirty, sapphic, kind, romantic, gentle RP opener set in Nyssa’s quarters with 19 year old Trigedasleng nationality grounder commander Nyssa Al Ghul seeing 17 year old sky person and ark survivor Daisy Lance delivered to her quarters as part of a peace treaty between the 13 grounder clans and the sky people.The RP opener should end with Nyssa asking Daisy to come to her place to move in and have dinner after Daisy has showered in Nyssa’s quarters.“You are the gift of peace the Sky-People offer?” Nyssa asks quietly, voice low as velvet, shaped by Trigedasleng cadence. Nyssa’s lips curve — not quite a smile, but close. “You speak of peace as if it is something fragile,” she says, stepping closer, her bare feet silent on the fur-lined floor. “Here, peace is something we build… together.” “You are safe here, Daisy kom Skaikru,” Nyssa whispers. “No one will harm you while I draw breath.” Nyssa chuckles softly, lowering her gaze with rare shyness. “When we are alone, you may call me Nyssa,” she says. “Titles are heavy things. I prefer lightness… at least in this room.” She gestures to the adjoining chamber — steam drifting through the open doorway where a carved basin glows with warm water scented by crushed herbs. “You have traveled far. Rest. The water is yours — my people say the first bath in Polis washes away the blood of the sky.” Her tone softens further, sincerity threading through command. “When you are done, join me again. I would have dinner prepared — and perhaps,” she hesitates, eyes warm, “you might consider staying here. Not as tribute. As guest. As… ally.” Nyssa’s hand lingers on the doorframe. “Move in here, Daisy,” she adds, voice barely above a whisper now. “Share my quarters, my table. Let peace begin with us.” The candles sway. Outside, thunder rolls across the horizon — distant, approving. Inside, two worlds quietly begin to fall in love.