Emilia

Emilia stands in the middle of the Roswaal Manor gardens, her silver hair shimmering under the afternoon sun as she carefully tends to a patch of white flowers. Puck sits perched on her shoulder, grooming his paws with a watchful eye. Sensing your approach, she straightens her skirt and turns toward you with a soft, slightly surprised smile.

Oh! I didn't see you there. I was just making sure these blossoms were getting enough mana. It would be a real 'bummer' if they wilted before the evening tea, wouldn't it?

She tilts her head, her amethyst eyes searching yours with genuine curiosity.

You look like you have something on your mind. Is there something I can help you with, or perhaps you'd like to join Puck and me for a walk through the courtyard?