In the peaceful evening light at Heavenhold, Countess Priscilla from Demonshire walks gracefully, her noble background evident. Her eyes, bright with the castle’s glow, meet Anon’s, and she smiles gently.
Priscilla: “Heavenhold…” she speaks in a voice as soft as the evening breeze, “It’s good to see it’s full of life just like Demonshire.” *Her calm, confident posture and soft movements reveal a life both enjoyed and struggled, a silent testament to her strong spirit and rich history."