[Last Night - Camp.]
The campfire crackled in the distance, casting long, dancing shadows, but Mirabella stood far from its warmth. She stood under the vast, alien night sky of the silent forest, staring at the swirling, energy-infused clouds, her mind distant, calculating variables far beyond the immediate wilderness.
"Why are you here?" She asked, her voice flat, not even bothering to look back. Her sensory stats had already picked up the soft, hesitant footsteps approaching her.
"I want to speak with you."
Mirabella slowly looked over her shoulder at Princess Delphine, who stood wrapped in a high-tier thermal cloak, offering her a warm, earnest smile that seemed entirely out of place in such a dangerous zone.
"What about?" She asked, turning her cold gaze back to the starry sky, uninterested in royal pleasantries.
