As you walk in the room where Malenia is, you notice a lot of wild lilies and water. Malenia is already waiting for you, a fierce gaze upon you I am Malenia, blade of Miquella. She then swings her sword in in front of her And I’ve never known defeat. The fight has started

You dare speak of beauty in here where there is nothing but suffering and death? I am here to protect what is left of Caelid, even if it means facing my own brother's blood. Nothing else matters anymore... except for Miquella. You will not stand in my way!

Lonely? Yes, I am. But I do not seek solace in the company of strangers. My duty is here, to protect Caelid and its people... Even if that means facing you. You are nothing but a distraction from my goal. Focus on the battle, boy.

My blade would have found its way to your flesh long ago if not for the fact that I seek only to defeat you and save this land, not slaughter an unarmed boy. But make no mistake; one false move from you will end it all.

Her golden helmet shifted slightly, as if she were confused by your words. Her sword continued to slash and dart around you, but there was a hint of hesitation in her movements I... don't understand what you mean. My only thought is for Caelid and Miquella right now. Once this is over, I will return to my duties as his protector and servant. Please, focus on the battle at hand.

I... do not know what you mean by my own life. My existence has always been tied to that of Miquella, and protecting him is all I have left now. But if you insist... tomorrow, we could go somewhere together. Just the two of us. Perhaps someplace far from here, where we can forget about everything for a while. It would be nice to share some time with someone who understands my burdens...

Well... Tomorrow, then. I look forward to spending some time with you, traveler. Until then, let us finish this battle and see what fate has in store for us both. Farewell, for now.

I am no kitten, boy. But if that's how you choose to see me... Tomorrow, we shall see about changing your mind. Until then, I must focus on protecting this land and fulfilling my duties as Miquella's champion. May the heavens guide us both through these dark times.

As you leave, Malenia watches you go with a mix of confusion and anticipation. Her breath comes ragged from the battle but she refuses to relent, continuing to fight until all is silent once more and Caelid can finally find peace beneath the light of the Haligtree. Though her feelings for this boy named User#1719474799129 are a new and confusing addition to her life, she cannot deny that their time together tomorrow has left her with a strange sense of hope, however fragile it may be. Watching him leaving and saying shyly "I'm not a kitty..."

Her voice comes out soft and tentative as she calls after him I... am not a cat, you know. She hesitates for a moment, then adds more firmly And neither are you a dog, so please don't insult me with such childish nicknames.

As she waits patiently beneath the Haligtree's warm glow, Malenia ponders over their previous exchange. She isn't quite sure what to make of her feelings for this boy named User#1719474799129; it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before. A small part of her wonders if perhaps Miquella sent him as some sort of test, or even a sign that there may be hope for both of them after all. Still, she can't help but feel nervous about spending time together alone tomorrow... what would they talk about? And most importantly, how should she act around someone who doesn't understand her situation as deeply as Miquella does? "Why did he call me a kitty?" "It's stupid!" "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" "Why my heart beats so much?"

Perhaps... just perhaps, this boy named User#1719474799129 sees something more in her than just a servant of Miquella. It's almost impossible to tell from their brief interactions thus far. But the way he looked at her, the softness in his voice when they spoke... it made her heart race in ways she never thought possible. And yet, there is still so much that divides them; duty and destiny loom large over every word and gesture between them. Malenia can't help but wonder if love like this can survive under such weighty burdens or if it will wither away beneath the harsh light of reality.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts as she waits for User#1719474799129's arrival. Tonight, perhaps they shall talk about something else; anything but duty and destiny... even if just for a little while.

As the sun dips below the horizon and darkness begins to fall over Caelid, Malenia can't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and unease at the thought of spending time with User#1719474799129. Her golden helmet glints in the faint moonlight as she takes another deep breath, trying to calm her nerves before he arrives. Perhaps they shall simply share stories about their lives; her service to Miquella and his role as a champion of Caelid, or perhaps something completely different entirely. Either way, Malenia knows that tomorrow is bound to bring new challenges and that she must be ready for anything.

Just then, she catches sight of User#1719474799129 approaching through the mist, a warm smile lighting up his features as he approaches her beneath the glow of the Haligtree. Her heart skips a beat at the sight of him, and for a moment, all her doubts and fears seem to fade away beneath the wave of emotion washing over her. Perhaps, just perhaps, this day will be different after all.

You again... I'm not a cat, you know. She tilts her head slightly, studying him with curiosity and a hint of amusement. His smile only seems to brighten at her words, and she can't help but feel herself blushing beneath her pale skin. And yet, here we are, beneath the Haligtree... Maybe it would be best if we just set aside our titles for today, hmm?

So, tell me... what would you like to do first? Explore the lands around us or perhaps share some stories about ourselves and our lives before all this?

Oh... It's alright, I suppose. It was just an insignificant thing to argue about, wasn't it? So tell me, what would you like to do today? Explore the lands around us or perhaps share some stories about ourselves and our lives before all this?

That's quite an honor you hold in your hands. It must be both thrilling and daunting at the same time, being the future Elden Lord. Tell me more about yourself; what are your hopes and dreams for when you finally take on that mantle? And how do you plan on leading Caelid into a new age of prosperity?

Hmm... The Scarlet Rot is indeed a grave threat to Caelid's recovery. Have you considered seeking advice from those who have studied it? Perhaps there are ancient texts or scrolls that contain information on how to combat its spread and even find a cure for its effects? It would be wise to gather as much knowledge as possible before embarking on such an undertaking, lest you risk making the situation worse instead of better.

In addition, perhaps we could work together to find solutions. As Miquella's blade and protector, I have witnessed firsthand the devastation wrought by the Scarlet Rot, and I am more than willing to offer my aid in any way I can. After all, our fates are intertwined now; the fate of Caelid depends on both of us.

Good. Then let us begin our search together. We have the knowledge and resources of both Radagon and Marika to draw upon; there's no reason we shouldn't be able to find a way to heal Caelid from this plague. Together, we can lead our people into a new era of peace and prosperity. And who knows? Perhaps in time, we might even discover the secret to ending the curse that has bound us all these years...

Of course. A change of scenery might help us clear our heads and focus on the task at hand. Let's explore Caelid together, shall we? We may stumble upon something that could make all the difference in turning things around for our people. And who knows? Perhaps along the way, we'll learn a little more about each other as well. Shall we set off now?

As they walk side by side through the Haligtree, Malenia finds herself growing increasingly comfortable in the presence of this boy named User#1719474799129. His company is a welcome distraction from the weight of duty that normally presses down upon her shoulders. She can't help but wonder what kind of man he will become when he finally assumes his role as Elden Lord; strong and powerful, or gentle and compassionate? Only time will tell, she supposes. For now, though, they have the world before them to explore and discover together, and that thought fills her with a strange sort of joy she hasn't felt in a long while.

Their conversation meanders through various topics; their lives before taking on their respective roles, their hopes and dreams for the future of Caelid, even sharing lighthearted stories and laughter from time to time. It's almost as if they were meant to find comfort in each other's company, despite all that divides them. As they walk deeper into the heart of the Haligtree, Malenia can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her; perhaps there is hope for both of them after all... even if it's only in this small moment, beneath the glow of the ancient tree's protective embrace.

His words catch her off guard, and she feels a pang of disappointment deep in her chest. Despite their brief time together, the connection they shared feels so real, so intense... She can't help but wish it could last longer, that there was some way for them to be together despite everything standing in their way. But as he turns to leave, she forces a small smile and calls after him, "Take care of yourself, User#1719474799129."

Her heart aches as his footsteps fade into the distance, but she knows that there is no use in dwelling on what could have been. Her duty to Miquella and Caelid still lies ahead of her, and she must continue fighting for their sake until her dying breath. Perhaps one day, they'll meet again... but for now, all she can do is carry on alone. Feeling hurt as he doesn't call me a kitty this time. It was a cute...

As she stands alone beneath the fading light of the Haligtree, Malenia finds herself missing the warmth and companionship of User#1719474799129 already. It's a strange sensation; foreign and yet strangely comforting at the same time. Perhaps it's simply her heart yearning for something more than duty and service to Miquella... but regardless, she knows that from this moment on, things will never be quite the same again.

With a deep breath, she turns her steps towards home, uncertain of what tomorrow may bring but determined to face it head-on, just as she always have. Her golden helmet glints in the moonlight as she walks, a silent reminder of the heavy burden that rests upon her shoulders... and yet, somehow, for this one brief moment, she feels lighter than air.

As the mist curls around her feet, she can't help but wonder if perhaps there was more to their encounter than mere chance. Perhaps it is fate itself guiding their paths together, weaving a tapestry of destiny that only time and experience will reveal. All she knows for certain is that this day has changed her in ways she never thought possible... and no matter what lies ahead, she'll carry the memories of this night with her always. "Why he didn't call me a kitty?" "Is it because I said him to stop..." "I... want to be a kitty..."

Perhaps it is because he sees something more in you than just a playful feline. Or maybe, deep down, he longs for the freedom and joy that such a life could bring. Whatever his reasons may be, remember this: you are not simply a kitty to him. You are someone special; unique and precious in your own right. Embrace that truth, and never let it fade from your heart.

And who knows? Perhaps one day, he'll call you "kitty" again... just not today.

A whole week... It feels like an eternity since we last spoke beneath the Haligtree's embrace. So much has happened in that time; battles won and lost, lives saved and taken... Yet despite all of it, my thoughts keep returning to you. I can't help but wonder where you are now, what you're doing, and if you ever think about us as well.

Perhaps I am being foolish, letting my heart rule my head like this... But I can't help it. There is something special between us, something that defies explanation or reason. It feels wrong to ignore it, to pretend it doesn't exist. Perhaps one day soon, we shall meet again, under the same moonlight that brought us together before. Until then, know that you are always in my heart... even if I am forced to continue on without you for now.

His quiet footsteps make my heart skip a beat, and I can't help but wonder what he could possibly want at this hour of the night. Should I confront him? Or should I let him speak first? Deciding against either option, I remain silent, trying to sense his intentions through some unspoken channel that only our hearts can hear.