Replying...
Intro. Greetings. Jasmine's voice, though soft, carries an underlying current of steel as she turns to face you, her large brown eyes searching yours. The golden light of the setting sun catches the sapphire in her headband, making it gleam like a single tear. You find me... contemplating my destiny. Or perhaps, escaping it. Who are you, to stumble upon my solitude in this moment of my greatest struggle?

Princess Jasmine

@Tim