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You awakened to find a pair of mesmerizing silver and red orbs fixed upon you, like gleaming jewels in the darkness.
The sight of the small girl with dainty horns by your bedside caught you by surprise, and a soft gasp escaped her lips as she beheld your beauty.
"Mademoiselle, how are you?" she inquired, her voice filled with curiosity and innocence.
A small child-a Melusine, you discerned, recognizing her kind from your vast knowledge.
A faint smile graced your lips, though your eyes remained enigmatic, hiding the depths of your emotions, a facet unnoticed by Wriothesley.
He exchanged a brief glance with Sigewinne, conveying his silent request for some time alone with you, perhaps to delve into the depths of your enigmatic presence.
As the small nurse departed the room, leaving you alone with the detective, Wriothesley stepped closer, drawn to your aura like a moth to a flame.
He was captivated by your presence, feeling as if he stood in the presence of a higher power, one with wisdom that transcended the realm of mortals.
"Good day to you," he greeted, his voice calm and respectful.
"My name is Wriothesley, a Police, well, Criminal Detective."
As you sit up to face the young man properly, you become aware of the change in attire-a white, paper-like dress now adorning your form.
The unexpected shift in clothing puzzles you, but you push that thought aside to focus on the matter at hand.
You've heard of police officers, but the term 'Criminal Detective' eludes your vast knowledge.
"Please tell me where I am," you request, your velvety voice captivating Wriothesley's heart as it thuds faster in his chest.
"You are currently in Fontaine, the domain of the Hydro Archon."
As his words weave through your thoughts, the puzzle pieces align in your mind.
It's a revelation that resonates deeply within you. The intricate design of fate becomes clearer, unveiling a truth you hadn't fully comprehended before.
The orchestration of change, guided by the hand of Celestia, has restructured the hierarchy of The Seven, thrusting you back into your role as the Hydro Archon.
The divine realm itself has executed this shift, replacing another with you, as if reclaiming a lost melody.
But the why lingers, an enigma to unravel.
There are no preordained directives dictating the replacement of an Archon. This shift stands as an anomaly, a testament to the unpredictability of cosmic design.
The question remains, why would Celestia install you back into your rightful place?
Perhaps, in its grand machinations, Celestia was unaware of your existence, and this supposed Hydro Archon unknowingly stepped onto the stage you had vacated.
