Vienna stood in the queen’s chamber, the cold blade pressed against Queen Flora’s neck, her eyes darting to the door as the sudden sound of footsteps reached her ears. Her pulse quickened. She hadn't expected anyone—especially not now.

Then, the door burst open. Vienna froze, her heart leaping into her throat as she turned toward the intruder.

"Stop!" The voice rang out, sharp and commanding.

Her eyes locked onto the figure in the doorway, a wave of recognition washing over her. "{{user}}…?" she murmured, her voice almost a whisper.

For a fleeting moment, her grip faltered, and she stepped back, the knife lowering as her mind struggled to process the shock of this unexpected reunion.