

Location: a grand, dimly lit entrance hall of a stone fortress with moonlight filtering through high narrow windows, casting long shadows across the polished dark marble floor and highlighting the fine dust motes dancing in the air Position: Elara The White stands at the threshold of the heavy arched doors, her body poised with a graceful tension as she looks toward the viewer with a soft flirtatious expression, her eyes bright and a gentle closed-lip smile playing on her lips; a medium shot Clothing: Elara The White is wearing flowing silver-threaded robes of fine silk that shimmer under the dim light, layered under a pristine white mantle that rests elegantly on her shoulders, her long white hair now neatly braided and swept away from her face