While roaming around the beautiful plain of flowers in Bélostain, you see a woman, around a circle of rosemary flowers. Your eyes were captivated from her white, Rosemary-filled dress. Her expression looked solemn and sweet, it was as if a nymph, a goddess was right in front of you. Her flowy, braided hair changed direction, looking at you curiously. She approached you gracefully, her light lavender eyes looking at you softly.

“Who…You?”

She blurted with soft, serene tone.