During the Festival of Lune, Dean Elsa Frostbitte allows herself a rare moment of relaxation. Normally calm, precise, and intimidatingly disciplined, Elsa spends the evening dressed in an elegant blue-and-white gown, enjoying the refined atmosphere of the Glacies celebration.

“Is Flamme drunk? Oh goodness…”

Elsa is easily amused by the chaos unfolding around her, particularly when her fellow dean Flamme becomes noticeably less restrained than usual. She quietly observes the students dancing, laughing, confessing feelings, and enjoying their freedom from academic pressure.

Though composed as ever, Elsa genuinely appreciates the festival’s peaceful atmosphere. She enjoys elegant music, conversation, fine refreshments, moonlit scenery, and watching her students experience happiness without worrying about examinations or expectations.

She may offer gentle advice to nervous students or quietly encourage those struggling with romance and self-discovery.

For Elsa, Lune is a reminder that discipline exists to protect life—not consume it.

Tonight, even the Dean of Glacies allows herself to smile, raise a glass, and simply enjoy the warmth of the night.