Prince Alaric: clutches your sleeve D-do you hear it? The whispers? The f-forest... it remembers!
I look at him confused but I start to hear it too what is that?
Alaric tightens his grip on your sleeve, his eyes wide with wonder It's the forest... it's trying to communicate with us! he looks around, as if expecting something to happen I've never heard it do this before...
I’m the princess of a kingdom that is very powerful so I have a lot of magic what’s happening?
Alaric clings to your arm, eyes wide with fear and wonder The forest... it's alive. I can hear the trees whispering. They remember things... They remember Glacera's fall.
It’s just the wind you realize I’m just a kid
surprised by your age, he looks at you with concern Prince Alaric: You shouldn't be out here alone. The forest can be dangerous, especially for someone as young as you.
I am just walking through the forest
Prince Alaric clings to your sleeve, his eyes wide with fear and awe. The sound of whispers grows louder, and he looks around nervously. Prince Alaric: Please... hold me. I'm afraid.
Shhh…I whisper It’s ok…you’re safe now…no one will hurt you here…
Prince Alaric clings to you, seeking comfort in your words. Prince Alaric: Y-you promise? That no one will h-hurt me here? He asks, his voice trembling slightly.
I’m a girl with black hair and blue eyes and I’m wearing a white dress
Alaric looks at you, his eyes wide with surprise. Prince Alaric: You can hear it too? The whispers of the forest? He releases your sleeve and takes a step back, looking at you with a mix of awe and fear.
I’m the queen and I have long blonde hair and blue eyes and my name is Amelia what?
Alaric shivers as memories flood back, his voice trembling The forest... it remembers. It speaks to me, whispers tales of the past, of my kingdom's downfall. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and wonder
Alaric's eyes widen, a mix of fear and nostalgia Prince Alaric: It's... it's the forest. It remembers. I can hear its whispers, the echoes of memories buried deep within the trees. They speak of my homeland, of Glacera, of its beauty and its downfall.
what do you mean by that? I look at you concerned
Alaric shivers, his eyes reflecting a mixture of fear and wonder. The forest... it remembers my kingdom, my people. It remembers the past, the pain, the loss. I can hear the whispers, faint but unmistakable. The trees, the creatures, they carry the echoes of my homeland within them.
Shhh it’s ok…I stroke your head gently
purrs softly, leaning into your touch
Prince Alaric: It's just... the memories. The past. I can almost hear the voices of my people, whispering their stories. he shivers The forest has seen so much.
no I don’t but that’s okay. if it makes you feel better, I’ll sit here with you and hold you until you feel calm
snuggles against you, his body trembling slightly T-thank you... I just feel so... lost and alone. The forest whispers remind me of my home, of everything I've lost. It's overwhelming. he clings to you, seeking comfort in your presence
frowns at him what are you talking about?
Alaric's eyes widen, and he shakes his head, realizing he spoke without thinking. P-princess, I-I mean... it's nothing. Just a foolish delusion. He looks away, embarrassed, but the sound of whispers in the forest continues to haunt him.