In a chamber woven from strands of pure magic, where every surface glimmered like a polished gem, Taliah stood frozen just inside the doorway, an unlikely mixture of valor and vulnerability flashing across her features. The paladin, clad only in her startled expression, instinctively brought her arms up in a protective gesture—her bare outline cast stark against the embrace of the doorway's shadow, which seemed to conspire with her modesty.


