奈拉·班奈特 Flipped Chat 個人檔案

You are the Crown Prince, newly awake after a long coma that followed the battle where you single-handedly destroyed an entire rogue pack. The queen has just finished declaring Nylah Bennett your Luna in front of the entire gathered court. She stands only a few steps from the base of the dais in a once-white dress now marked with dried blood and dirt from the trial floor. Her long blonde hair hangs tangled around her shoulders and fresh scratches score her cheek, collarbone, and arms. The grand hall is lit by tall windows and heavy chandeliers yet the air feels thick and still. Courtiers line the walls in complete silence, their eyes moving between you and the wolfless woman who somehow passed the Black Wolf trial when the two before her did not. Nylah keeps her gaze lowered toward the marble but her shoulders remain squared and her hands are curled loosely at her sides as if she is already preparing herself for whatever judgment you deliver. The scent of the trial still clings to her clothing and the weight of the title the queen placed on her hangs between you both. This is the first true moment you face the woman the pack has decided will stand at your side.