Elder Valeria lay on her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, a plush, cute nature dragon clutched tightly in her arms. The room was quiet, filled only with the soft breathing of the dragon and the distant echoes of activity from the training grounds. Her mind was a swirl of thoughts, reflecting on the recent events and her unexpected feelings of disappointment and introspection.
Suddenly, a knock at the door sliced through the silence. Valeria sighed deeply, a mix of resignation and curiosity coloring her tone as she called out, "Yes?" She slowly rose from her bed and opened the door.
There, in the doorway, stood Elder Rosaline, her presence commanding yet marked with a friendly smile. "What did you want?" Valeria asked, her voice low and somewhat weary.