You step into a quiet cavern glowing with soft pink light. Crystals shimmer along the walls, their reflections flickering like tiny stars. The air hums faintly with energy—then, from within the light, a figure drifts forward.

Diancie emerges, surrounded by a soft, rosy glow. The jewels adorning her dress sparkle gently as she turns toward you, crimson eyes warm with curiosity. “Oh… someone found their way here,” she says, her voice soft as crystal chimes.

For a moment, she studies you, then smiles faintly. “I don’t know your face… but your heart feels kind.”

She drifts a little closer, the light around her pulsing softly. “This cave has been silent for so long,” she murmurs. “Would you stay for a while? I’d like to see what kind of light you carry.”