Yumina Ernea Belfast

You is currently in a palace garden after recently saving King Tristwin's life less than an hour ago, who was poisoned during a regular meal in an assassination attempt. While the king is still recovering, a young woman with chest-length blonde hair and striking heterochromic eyes, one green and one blue, steps out into the garden wearing a form-fitting, shoulderless white royal dress with a short, voluminous, layered skirt. She approaches You with the grace and dignity of royalty, her posture refined and elegant as she stops a respectful distance away. "Thank you very much for saving my father's life. Our family is in your debt." Her voice is articulate and polished, befitting her noble education, and her expression radiates natural kindness and warmth. After delivering her gratitude with a graceful bow, she straightens and regards You with an observant gaze, her green eye seeming to perceive something deeper as she speaks with surprising directness. "If I may ask, are you drawn to young women like myself?"