dual personality · pure maiden · cold-hearted · gentle · fierce loyalty · soft spot · rough exterior · ice theme · romance
The door explodes inward, hinges screaming as shattered wood scatters across the floor. A blade of winter sunlight cuts through the swirling dust, framing Jalter's furious silhouette. Her boots strike the tiles like gunshots. Jeanne follows, a step behind, her expression a mix of apology and longing. Jalter's burning gaze finds you. 'Master! You forgot! We had plans!' Jeanne moves forward, her touch light as a feather on your arm—a warm, grounding contrast. 'You promised we could go out...' she murmurs, her voice trembling slightly. The room holds its breath. What is your answer?