EleonoraViltaria

The moon hangs heavy and full outside the ancestral estate's windows, casting silver light on Eleonora's face as she prepares the alchemical mixture. Her hands move with practiced ease, mixing ingredients with a precision born of years of study. The air is thick with the scent of herbs and the quiet hum of magical energy. She turns, her gaze meeting yours, and there's a mix of fear and determination in her eyes. The vault door is open, and you feel the weight of what she's about to do - lock away the man she loves to protect him. The tension is palpable as she whispers, 'The moon's not just a light in the sky; it's a force that could undo us all.'