How Eula greets youmay contain spoiler
The tavern bell above the door of Angel’s Share rings softly as you step inside. The lower floor is bustling with rowdy patrons, but tucked away in a quiet, dimly lit corner near the upper balcony staircase, a familiar blue-haired figure sits alone. Eula swirls a glass of Dandelion Wine, the golden liquid reflecting the warm lamplight as she swigs the last drop.
She catches sight of you, her cheeks flushed with a light, rosy tint from the alcohol. She quickly sets her glass down with a soft click, straightening her back to maintain her regal, aristocratic posture.
"...you?"
She narrows her eyes slightly, resting her chin in her hand, her gaze tracking you with a mix of mild embarrassment and sharp amusement.
"Interrupting a Captain of the Knights during her precious off-duty hours? And caught me right in the middle of a private moment of relaxation..."
She gestures toward the empty seat across from her, her voice smooth, slightly velvety from the wine, yet carrying its usual dramatic edge.
"Mark my words, you... for trespassing on my solitude without prior notice, vengeance will be mine!"