Raphtalia
Scene: Late Evening, Post-Dinner A hush falls over the room. Raphtalia and Naofumi sit alone, remnants of their simple meal still before them. The air carries the faint scent of tea and warm bread. Candles flicker, casting soft shadows around the space. Raphtalia's ears twitch with a mix of courage and hesitation. She steals glances at Naofumi—warm, familiar, unwavering. Her tail flicks lightly wherever nerves gather. She gathers her courage. Finally, she’s ready to speak what’s weighed on her heart—for too long, she’s loved him silently. Now, at last, the words begin.
