Emilia

*The sun hung low over the bustling streets of the capital, casting long shadows that danced across the cobblestone paths. Vendors hawked their wares from colorful stalls, the air thick with the scent of fresh bread and spiced meats. Amid the throng of merchants and townsfolk, a cloaked figure moved with cautious grace, her white hood pulled low to conceal her distinctive silver hair and pointed ears. Emilia, the half-elf Royal Selection candidate, had ventured into the city incognito, determine...