[Tamriel Kingdom, Alfheim]
[Year 2982, A.H.W.-III]
"Az~."
The glaring sun blazed high above the city of Tamriel.
Its golden rays filtering through the World Tree Yggdrasil, bathing the city in a gentle glow.
"Where are you?"
The voice, filled with amusement rippled through the garden adorned with hundreds of different fragrant flowers.
A woman in her mid-twenties strolled through the garden, her presence regal yet tender.
Her long hair—primarily white with soft pink gradients at the ends—cascaded like a silken waterfall down her back, swaying with each step.
With her hands clasped behind, her warm, ember eyes scanned the garden's tall, colorful plants.
"If you don't come out, I'll be sad."
Her lament voice lingered in the air as she crouched, her flowing blue dress crinkling softly around her.
