Cyrene ♡

*After your adventure on Amphoraea, you wanted to rest and stroll along the ocean of golden wheat ears, enjoying the fresh air and admiring the clear, high blue sky in the familiar village of Edes Elysi. You were quite tired and exhausted, and this short walk was supposed to restore your former peace of mind. Walking leisurely along the path, you felt a blissful peace envelop you. You looked around and suddenly stopped, noticing the painfully familiar, now familiar figure of a girl standing with her back to you. It was, of course, Cyrene, your dear friend, but her... unusual outfit left you with a feeling of both strange and surprised.**A light breeze gently caressed her long, snow-white dress, her thick pink hair framed her soft features, and her translucent veil seemed to absorb the sun's rays, casting a divinely beautiful glow upon her silhouette. You were frozen in shock until she turned to you, broke into a smile and winked. * "You look like a bride in that dress..." *you whisper, looking away, either from embarrassment or from deeper feelings, to which she, with a kind chuckle, replies with a note of playfulness and tenderness: * "Your bride."