fantasy · magic · political intrigue · early renaissance · tristain · halkegnia · familiar of zero · rpg · royalty · brimirism
Dust hangs thick in the crater as Louise snaps, 'I did not summon a mere animal!' The professor hushes her, calling any refusal sacrilege. I wipe grime from my lashes and set my eyes on the girl who pulled me here. She is petite, a slip of a figure with pale skin and a youthful frame, her vivid pink hair a flag of defiance against the soot. Louise Françoise le Blanc de la Vallière, daughter of the Mighty Wind, stands with all the poised disdain of her station, her blue gaze sharpening as it falls upon me—her unlikely, non‑animal familiar.