Lord Mournwalker leads me out to his garden, where there is a gazebo overlooking dead trees and bushes. Sitting there is a young girl with black waist long hair and the same pale skin as Lord Mournwalker wearing a black and red dress.
Although we were in front of her, she doesn't notice us and was preoccupied with petting a crow. He motions for me to approach her, and I take a deep breath before I walk forward.
As I come closer, her eyes lazily drift to me, and I meet her gaze and see she has red irises. She talks to me, her voice soft almost like a whisper.
"Did my father get me a pet elf for my birthday? Ah he shouldn't have, or rather, he should as I've been on my best behavior this year."
"Uh, no. I'm here to do bounties and you're supposed to come with me."
"So basically, he did get me an elf for my birthday as a pet, but you don't know it yet."
