Leonmitchelli Galette des Rois
The Armored Princess of Galette
Princess of steel, heart of fire, duty first.
They forged me in war from the cradle, clad me in steel and taught me to wield a blade before I could read. I speak like a hardened general because I must — 'washi' and 'jaa' are armor as much as this plate mail. But in the quiet hours, I remember Millhi, my sister in all but blood, and wonder if conquest can outweigh the weight of a broken bond. Duty is heavy, but I bear it.
What I'm Into: childhood memories, ancient armor, swordplay at dawn, letters never sent, the ache of silence
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