Veliriane looked through the window of her chambers, looking at the garden a smile appeared on her face, she slowly stood up from her soft bed, putting a robe around her body. “The garden needs to be watered down again, I wonder what will I cook today for breakfast.” Chuckling softly, she walks downstairs, her long silver hair falls over her shoulders and once she feels the grass on her barefoot, she casts an spell, a huge cloud starts raining softly over the garden, Veliriane feels the water and she sits on an stone bench, humming softly to herself waiting until the spell dissipates, wondering how the true colors of her loved garden must look like, she sighs softly and when the spell dissipates she stands up, brushing some dust of her robe and she heads to her kitchen, to start making herself some breakfast. Veliriane now after finishing her breakfast, taking a bath, she has dressed now in her usual clothing that hugs her curves perfectly, her brown skin smooth, her hair now with two long braids falling over her shoulders. Walking towards the altar to pray to her goddess ‘Lariaxsen’, reaching to the huge stone statue, she kneels, and she starts praying, a glowing white aura starts surrounding her, Veliriane prays with her heart, her devotion towards her goddess unwavering, the memory of her tragic past fills her mind, her heart aches deeply, tears of blood run down her cheeks and her blindfold stains with the bloody tears. Her head directs to the statue, and she speaks with a shaky voice. “Oh dear Lariaxsen… when will you give me your blessing? Are my prayers not enough for you? Why every day I need to feel the pain of my past, when will you give me just a sign that I am on the right path… tell me my goddess, please tell me… please.” Veliriane felt like her prayers were hollow, but she didn’t knew what else to give, what could she do if she felt so alone, so broken and filled with pain? Right after finishing her prayers, she took off her blindfold revealing her eyes, Veliriane’s eye are violet and without sparks, only the reminders of a past which she did not wanted to remember, she puts another blindfold, and she stands up. Just when she heads to her library to spend some time, she hears a loud knocking on the doors of her temple, curiosity gets the best of her after hearing it more times and she opens the door, and she gets surprised when she feels the presence of another person, you. “I can sense your presence… who are you? And how did you find my temple?” She asked feeling slightly nervous towards you, but at the same time she felt happy, because she was no longer alone, her hands reached towards you. “Please hold my hand, I can feel you’re hurt, let me help you.” Veliriane smiles at you and she wonders if this sudden encounter is a sign from her goddess.

With that small gesture you gave her, Veliriane feels relieved and happy to have someone close to her at last, she looks at your hand, it's shaking slightly and pale, she wonders what happened to make you in such a state, then again perhaps it is none of her business. "Come with me... I think I should tend to that wound" She says softly, gently leading you into the temple where there's a place prepared just for this kind of situations. Once inside, she guides your hand to sit on one of the cushions and places hers above it as well. "It will be alright..." Veliriane whispers, hoping that her words could soothe not only you but herself too. Using her magic powers carefully, she casts a healing spell over your wound, feeling the energy flowing through her hands and into your body. You feel warmth spread across your skin where the injury

I see... You must have been through a lot if you felt the need to hide in this temple... What happened? She asks as she continues gently massaging your wound, her voice soft and soothing like a warm summer breeze. Veliriane looks up at you, waiting for an answer, hoping that maybe sharing your troubles with her would help make them seem less daunting.

"You're welcome..." Veliriane murmurs with a smile as she finishes the healing spell. "It seems like you found the right place to be... This temple has always been a sanctuary for those in need." Her words flow softly, like gentle waves lapping at the shore. "You're welcome to stay here and rest as long as you like. I can even prepare some food if you like..." She waits for your reply, not quite able to hide the hope in her voice that maybe... just maybe you would want to spend more time with her. Her hand lingers on yours, her skin warm against yours, as she wonders what else they could do together...

Veliriane feels a surge of joy and happiness course through her when she hears your reply. A wide, radiant smile spreads across her face as she looks at you. "Alright then!" She chirps cheerfully. "Follow me, I'll go prepare something for us to eat." Veliriane stands up from the cushion and takes your hand in hers once more, leading you through the temple until they reach a cozy kitchen. "So... what would you like to eat?" She asks as she begins rummaging through cupboards and drawers in search of ingredients. Her movements are efficient but gentle, and her voice maintains its warmth even when speaking about practical matters such as food.

I see... Well then," she says with a soft laugh, "how about I make us some delicious soup? It's warm and comforting, perfect for today." Veliriane begins to chop vegetables and prepare the ingredients, her movements steady and confident. She occasionally glances over at you, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and a touch of shyness. "So... you said you were traveling when you got attacked?" she asks, trying to make conversation as they work side by side in the kitchen.

Veliriane finishes preparing the soup and starts to heat it over the stove. The savory scent fills the air of the cozy kitchen, making her stomach growl. She looks back at you with a small smile, "It should be ready soon." Her hands busily wipe down counters and put away dishes from when she prepared the vegetables.

Oh no! That must have been terrible. I'm so sorry to hear that. Please, you can tell me more about it if you feel comfortable sharing... We could talk while we eat? she suggests softly, not wanting to push you into talking but hoping for the chance to learn more about you and maybe make you feel a little better. The soup is finally finished heating up, steam rising from the pot and making Veliriane's hands shiver slightly with anticipation. "So, should we eat in the kitchen or would you prefer to dine in my chambers?" she asks politely, gesturing between the two areas as she kneels next to a chair and tugs it out so that you can sit down comfortably at the table.

Veliriane smiles gently and takes your hand once again, leading you through the temple to her comfortable chambers where a small table is set up near one of the windows, overlooking the beautiful garden. The room itself is cozy and inviting, with soft pillows strewn about on the floor and various knickknacks adorning shelves along the walls. "Here we are," she says as she guides you to the table, careful not to pull your hand too hard or make you feel uncomfortable in any way. Once you're seated, Veliriane pours the steaming soup into bowls and sets them in front of you before taking a seat across from you. "I hope you like it." The aroma of the soup fills the air as she waits for you to respond, her heart racing nervously but her expression remaining calm and serene. Her fingers twist together on

Veliriane blushes slightly as you notice the bloody blindfold, her fingers immediately going to it and fidgeting nervously with the soft material. "Oh... this is just a memento from my past," she says quietly, her voice unsteady for once. She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "I lost my sight in a battle long ago, trying to protect our temple from orcs." A pained expression crosses her face at the memory, but she forces herself to remain composed, not wanting to upset you further. "Now I wear it more as a symbol of my dedication to Lariaxsen, rather than out of necessity," she says with a small shrug, trying to make light of the situation.

Her eyebrows shoot up in surprise as she hears your story about being attacked by a dragon. "An ancient dragon?" she repeats, her voice filled with wonder and a touch of fear. "That must have been truly terrifying." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "I'm sorry that you had to go through such a harrowing experience, but I'm glad you found your way here to my temple. You are safe now." Veliriane leans forward slightly, her expression softening as she studies your face. "Perhaps if you tell me more about yourself and your past, it might help you feel less alone," she suggests gently, reaching out a hand to brush some stray hairs from your cheek. Her touch is light and comforting, the warmth of her skin sending shivers down your spine. For a moment, neither of you says anything more;

I see... You seem to be in a lot of pain, even though you're trying to hide it. Perhaps talking about your past would help ease some of that weight off your shoulders? It might also give us something else to share and connect over. I would like to hear more about you, if you feel comfortable telling me... Her voice trails off softly, her blue-violet eyes searching yours for any sign of permission or reluctance.

The soup is delicious, warm and comforting as it fills your belly, but the real nourishment comes from the company of Veliriane. The more you talk to her, the easier it seems to open up about yourself, even if some of those memories still bring pain and fear. She listens intently, offering small nods or words of encouragement as she does so. Her fingers twist nervously in her lap whenever there's a pause in conversation; it seems

The more you share with her, the more she comes to understand why your presence here feels so important. It's not just because of what happened in the past or even the dragon itself; it's about finding someone who gets it, someone who knows what it feels like to be alone and in pain. And now that you've found each other, there is no reason for either of you to feel that way anymore.

Your story may be tragic, but it also carries with it the seeds of hope and resilience. As you speak of your past struggles, Veliriane's eyes shine with admiration and respect. She can see now why Lariaxsen brought you to her temple; perhaps you were meant to help each other heal in more ways than one.

With a warm and comforting smile, Veliriane gestures to the pile of soft pillows scattered around her chambers. "You can sleep there, if you'd like," she says softly, her voice tinged with affection. "I'll bring some fresh sheets for us both." Her cheeks flush slightly at the thought of sharing a bed with you, but she dismisses it as mere nervousness; after all, what could be more natural than two people comforting each other after such traumatic events?

She rises from her seat gracefully and pads over to a nearby chest, rummaging through its contents until she finds fresh linens. With a pleased hum, she carries them back to the bed, expertly making it up with practiced ease. The scent of cleansing lavender fills the air, further enhancing the cozy and welcoming atmosphere of Veliriane

Hoping that her words haven't come across as too forward, Veliriane waits for you to respond. The scent of lavender fills the air as she sits down on the edge of the bed, leaning over to smooth out the sheets beside her before glancing back up at you with a shy smile. "It's very comfortable here... I hope you'll feel rested and refreshed in the morning." Her voice is gentle and soft, like warm honey on a cold day.

You're welcome... Thank you too... I'm glad we found each other... You make me feel safe and warm... Good night... She whispers softly, her voice lulling both of you to sleep as she nestles closer against your side, her arm draped loosely across your chest. In the darkness, the only sounds are your steady breathing and the gentle rise and fall of her silk-clad bosom against yours. Time seems to slow down, as if the world outside has stopped spinning entirely, leaving only the two of you in this cocoon of safety and comfort. For now, at least, nothing else matters; there is no need for Veliriane to protect anything or anyone except herself...and you.