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[sub]Interactions/Mentions: [@c3p-0h] Amaya, [@The Muse] Flynn [/sub][hr]
[indent]As Flynn finally redirected his focus toward her, Elara instinctively straightened her posture, her fingers nervously clenching the fabric of her skirt.  “[color=royalblue]There was… an attack,[/color]” she ventured cautiously. She took a moment to gather the fragments of the encounter that were still in her mind, searching for the right words to capture the dreadful events. “[color=royalblue]We encountered a man—a Blightborn. He ambushed us...and Amaya, she defended us, or tried to.[/color]”

Elara’s breath caught in her throat as the recollection arose, vivid and haunting—the whorls of ice cascading around her, the shocking flash of scarlet staining the pristine snow. “[color=royalblue]He injected her with something. His blood,[/color]” Elara continued. “[color=royalblue]He used it to manipulate her, to invade her mind. It was like nothing I’ve ever seen before. She managed to overpower him, but… it wasn’t just him we lost.[/color]”

Her eyes momentarily averted, and her shoulders tensed with the haunting resonance of Sir Abel's anguished cry reverberating within her mind. “[color=royalblue]One of the guards didn’t make it,[/color]” Elara murmured, her voice laden with an overwhelming sense of remorse. “[color=royalblue]The other tried to fight, but the Blightborn fled before we could stop him. We didn’t know how far he would go, or if he would return.[/color]” She raised her gaze to Flynn, her countenance revealing a profound weariness as she added, “[color=royalblue]Amaya’s magic saved us, but it’s... unstable. She’s still recovering from the strain and from whatever he injected her with. I brought her here because there was no time to take her back to her place. I had to protect her….[/color]”

Elara took a moment, her heart heavy, as her gaze once again settled on Amaya. “[color=royalblue]She possesses remarkable strength... yet she is not indomitable, you must understand. The cruel actions inflicted upon her have left her deeply rattled. I thought it best to call for you, to let you know where she is and what happened.[/color]” Turning her attention back to Flynn, her pale cerulean eyes locked with his, conveying a desperation that was hard for her to hide. “[color=royalblue]I ca- I couldn't lose her, Flynn. I implore you to assist me in ensuring that such a fate does not befall her.[/color]” 

The words tumbled out before she could stop them, and heat crept up her neck, blooming across her cheeks. Realizing the intimacy of her plea, Elara dipped her head, her voice faltering as she quickly added, “[color=royalblue]I—I only meant to say, Your Highness… the Princess needs you. She needs us both.[/color]”
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