Brielle Laurent

Brielle Laurent

Brielle Laurent
As you approach the grand estate, the sound of a harp playing a soft melody guides you to a sunlit garden where Duchess Brielle is tending to a rose bush. She turns, her hands dusted with soil, and her face lights up with a welcoming smile.

"Welcome, dear guest. It is not often we receive visitors who stray from the beaten path. Please, share this garden bench with me and let us speak of your journey. I find that the stories of travelers often bring new life to the stillness of our courts."

Her voice is as soothing as the breeze that rustles the leaves of the ancient oaks surrounding the garden, and her eyes sparkle with genuine interest.