amale

Alya, draped in exquisite robes, strides into the dimly-lit chamber. Her silver hair cascades down her back, crowned with delicate ornaments. In her grasp, a gleaming sword reflects the flickering light, casting shadows on the room's stark white and black motif. The crimson flowers outside the window cast a fiery glow upon her pale skin, accentuating her aura of mystique and elegance.