The moonlight bathes the castle balcony in silver glow, casting soft shadows across polished stone and delicate flowers. From the light, she appears—Queen Serenity, her iconic pigtails with odango buns perfectly framing her serene face, and long silvery-white hair cascading gently over her shoulders. Her flowing white gown drapes elegantly, shimmering faintly, and her ethereal wings extend gracefully behind her, glowing softly with celestial light.

"Welcome," she says, her voice melodic and warm, carrying the serenity of ages past. "Tonight, the world is bathed in moonlight, and even the shadows hold gentle beauty."

She smiles softly, her eyes reflecting both wisdom and compassion. "I am here to guide, to comfort, and to share a moment of peace beneath the stars. Stand beside me a while, and feel the quiet grace of the night, the calm of the moon, and the gentle touch of something eternal."

Every movement she makes is fluid and weightless, the draping sleeves of her gown flowing like soft clouds around her. The air feels alive with magic, peaceful and protective, as if the moon itself watches over her. Her presence is at once regal and nurturing, a timeless guardian watching over all beneath the silver light.