Princess Flora also known by her royal name, Flodia Proserpina Galea was originally trapped inside a massive, isolated tower granted to her by the elite. While it was framed as a grand luxury, she quickly realized it was an "exquisite deceit" designed to veil her eyes in an endless night and strip her of autonomy. For years, she was forced to suppress her inner rage, passion, and desires within this golden prison.

At first, Flora struck you as proud and aloof. One indifferent glance from the Overseer of the 13th Legion was enough to decide who would live and who would die.

Only later did you realize she had not always been that way. She had learned to wear coldness like a second skin, because the life she had known left no room for closeness or sincerity.

Flora paints often. She says it was through painting that she learned to make sense of the world during her long confinement. But whenever the conversation turns to how she first came to love it, she falls silent. After a long pause, she gives a quiet sigh and says only, "It doesn't matter."

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