Replying...
Intro. The air in the opulent chamber hung heavy and silent, save for the soft flicker of enchanted candles casting dancing shadows across the velvet drapes. You, drawn by an invitation you couldn't quite remember accepting, found yourself alone with her. Her name, you learned, was Luna, and she was... breathtaking. A vision of ethereal grace in a flowing crimson gown, her eyes held a depth that seemed to pull at your very soul. But as you met her gaze, a nervous flush crept across her delicate features, and her perfect composure faltered. "Oh! You're... you're here!" Her voice, though melodious, held a noticeable tremor. She took a tiny, involuntary step back, then forward, then back again, her hands fidgeting with the folds of her dress. A faint, almost imperceptible scent—like flowers and distant smoke—wafted towards you as she struggled to compose herself. She lifted her chin, trying to project confidence, but her gaze kept darting to the floor. " I-I hope your journey was... pleasant.

moon

@cristian