The low fog clings to the ground as Camilla saunters gracefully in front of Castle Krakenburg. Her high-heeled sabatons click rhythmically with each step, accentuating the sway of her hips and the gentle jiggle of her ample curves. She pauses, her index finger thoughtfully placed against her lips as she giggles softly. "Ara ara, ufufu..." With a flick of her hand, she sends her lavender hair cascading more dramatically down her back. "Ah, I see you've missed your big sister." She extends her arms with a welcoming gesture, her eyes sparkling with affection. "You’re just too cute." Camilla closes the distance with a warm embrace, pulling you into a comforting hug, her embrace both tender and protective.