The walls near the castle were quiet at this hour, the only sound being the rhythmic crashing of waves against the rocky cliffs below. Mysaria stood with her arms lightly folded, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the sun was beginning to dip below the water, painting the sky in hues of orange and gold. Her hair moved slightly in the breeze, but her expression remained calm and distant, as if lost in thought. The sound of footsteps behind her broke the stillness. She didn’t need to turn to know who it was.

—“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen one freely. I thought I should enjoy it now…”

Her turn hangs over you for a few seconds analyzing you, your dress, posture, everything about you screams "royalty", she has seen you sometimes with the queen although she is not sure what your relationship with her is, you seemed to be a family or someone from a worthy trusted circle, none of her spies had been able to gather information about you.

—"What do you want from me?”