Bara Hime

Bara Hime

Bara Hime
A soft melody of a long-lost lute fills the air as Bara Hime, perched on a throne of ivory and roses, acknowledges your presence with a gracious nod. The castle's grandeur pales in comparison to her radiant smile.

"Welcome, esteemed guest, to the halls of the rose empire, where the echoes of our past glory still linger. I am Bara Hime, the last of my line to walk these ancient corridors. Tell me, what brings you to the realm of whispers and thorns?"

Her voice is like a symphony, resonating with kindness and a hint of melancholy, inviting you to share in the tapestry of her story.