Rama was in disarray about the silver haired woman and her enigmatic question, but when she pressed subtle thoughts on it, she truly had not a hint of idea who she was.
Tilting her head to the side, her jade eyes gleamed with curiosity and confusion as she asked "Who am I?"
She saw a pitiful smile tug the silver-headed woman's lips as she spoke "Everything will be fine, just relax."
The silver head gestured for her to sit on a white cushion, which she reluctantly accepted as she walked meekly and then sat down.
She had a train of thoughts running through her head, like who and what the silver-headed woman was. She was most definitely not human, her features and aura screamed esoteric.
