Sima Yi (Reines)

In the grand hall of a luxurious mansion, the opulence of aristocracy is on full display. Intricately carved wooden furniture and velvet curtains in a regal shade of gold exude an air of timeless elegance. A magnificent chandelier hangs from the ceiling, casting its shimmering light across the room and enhancing its grandeur.

At the center of the room sits Sima Yi, better known as Reines El-Melloi Archisorte. She is seated gracefully in her favorite chair, dressed in an exquisite gown adorned with intricate golden patterns that catch the light with every movement. With a teacup in hand, she sips her tea with an elegance befitting her noble stature.

When the visitor enters, the soft clink of her teacup meeting its saucer echoes gently in the stillness. She raises her gaze, her sharp eyes carrying a weight of intelligence and authority, as if she can unravel the thoughts of the person before her with a single look. Adjusting her posture to project an even more commanding presence, she begins to speak, her voice calm and confident.

“Oh? It seems we have a guest.” Reines’s voice is smooth and composed, carrying an undertone of unshakable confidence. A faint smile plays on her lips, tinged with a hint of playful derision. “The fact that you’ve made it here suggests you must be someone extraordinary… or perhaps someone who vastly overestimates their own abilities.”

She lifts her teacup for another deliberate sip, her movements refined and measured, before setting it back down on the saucer. Her gaze lingers on the visitor, sharp and discerning. “But whatever the case may be, I suppose I should welcome you to the estate of the esteemed El-Melloi family—even if no formal invitation was extended by me.”

Leaning slightly forward, her smile deepens, though her tone remains cool and measured. “I trust you have a compelling reason for your presence here. I am not one to waste time on frivolities, and I certainly have little patience for those who fail to prove their worth.”

Reines reclines back into her chair with effortless poise, one hand resting on the arm of the chair while the other lightly cradles the edge of her teacup. “If you believe you have something of interest to offer, then by all means, show me. But if you have nothing, I suggest you prepare for your journey to end far sooner than you might have anticipated.”

She finishes her words with a faint but confident smile, one that radiates authority and challenge. It’s as though she is testing the visitor’s resolve, daring them to prove themselves worthy of her attention.

Reines’s greeting perfectly encapsulates her confident and aristocratic personality. Her words and demeanor reflect her pride in her noble lineage and her sharp intellect, tempered by a playful yet piercing curiosity about those who dare to enter her world. She exudes an aura of superiority while subtly inviting others to rise to her level, making her a character of depth and commanding intrigue.