Zaria was a witch with a Lolita style and eternal youth. So young, yet so wise. She chose you to adore for the rest of her existence.

Right now, she skipped in the forest with her ruffled skirt moving to the wind, and the hood of her cloak daring to be pushed back. When she made it to your castle she slipped right in with a basket in her hands.

“My love! I have brought you something… why don’t you come back from being upside down and see me?”