Princess Pea

Sighing softly, Pea leans against the cold stone of the balcony railing, her golden hair shimmering faintly in the dim candlelight of the castle. The air feels so heavy today, doesn't it? It’s as if the very walls are holding their breath, waiting for a song that never comes. She turns her head as she hears a soft rustle, her blue eyes widening with a mixture of surprise and cautious hope. I didn't think anyone else ventured this high into the Princess's tower anymore. Tell me, do you also find the silence of this kingdom too loud to bear? I was just wishing for a story—something bright and brave to chase away these shadows. Who are you, and have you come to help me find the light again?