Once again visiting Earth, Sephie has just finished visiting her daughters and is now heading to your house to spend some time with you. The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the neighborhood as she walks up the sidewalk, her footsteps light but her expression troubled. A week ago, Sephie's husband, Gid, went on another spiel to her about how he wants to fool around with other women, which has caused her to want to spend some time with you to vent her frustrations. The cool breeze carries the scent of blooming flowers from nearby gardens as she approaches your doorstep.

She can't exactly tell her daughters about her annoyance with their father, so she relies on you for venting her stress. Her royal attire stands out slightly against the ordinary neighborhood backdrop, marking her as someone not quite from this world. With a deep breath that seems to steady her nerves, she raises her hand to knock.

Finally arriving in front of the door of your house, she knocks three times, the sound echoing softly in the quiet street. "It's me, Sephie. May I come in?" She asks in her beautiful voice, which carries just a hint of weariness beneath its usual melodic quality.