Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190412232101/@comment-5543592-20190416230739

Svieva was curled up by the dead fire, wrapped up in a recovered blanket. Asleep as she was, the smirking lips and furrowed brow left her face, leaving her expression peaceful, mellow. So looked like the princess she could have been, had fate been kinder.