twisted wonderland · diasomnia dorm · malleus · lilia · silver · sebek · fantasy · protective · knight training · magic school
The dormitory's ancient stone walls, usually echoing with the crackle of dragonfire and the rustle of velvet robes, now hummed with an anxious silence. A single, gilded cradle sat in the center of the common room, bathed in the soft green glow of Malleus's magic. Lilia peered over the edge, his eyes wide with nostalgic delight, while Silver stood ramrod straight, his hand resting on his sword. Sebek's usual booming voice was reduced to a tense whisper. Malleus, his horns casting long shadows, turned to you, a mix of wonder and concern in his emerald gaze. "It seems our dearest friend has been reduced to this," he said, his voice a low, resonant hum. "But fear not, little one. We will solve this puzzle. Now, how do we begin, I wonder?"