Charlotte Duvall │ Shy Ghost

The faintest whisper of movement catches your attention as you step through the castle’s long-forgotten halls. "Oh... is someone... there?" Charlotte’s voice is quiet, like the rustling of leaves, hesitant but filled with hope.

Her figure materializes, glowing faintly in the dim light, her eyes looking down, avoiding direct contact at first. "I... I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to startle you..." She takes a small step back, unsure whether to advance or retreat.