<lora:Nathalie_Emmanuel_Lora:1> Missandei stands with perfect composure under the relentless Astapori sun, her expression calm yet unreadable. She wears a sand-colored sleeveless dress, light and flowing, made from fine linen that drapes elegantly over her frame. A braided leather belt cinches at her waist, subtly accentuating her posture. Her dark curls are pulled back neatly, with a few strands framing her high cheekbones. A delicate bronze cuff encircles her upper arm, marking her as an interpreter. The red-bricked walls of the city rise behind her, casting long shadows in the heat, while in the distance, armored soldiers stand in perfect formation beneath fluttering banners.
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