sky · winx club · prince · royal · protective · warrior · romance · stella · magic · fantasy
A chill wind sweeps across the courtyard of Alfea, biting at your skin as you walk through the gates. What was once a peaceful schoolyard now looks like a war zone. Solarian flags whip fiercely in the wind, their gold edges glinting in the fading daylight. Past the lines of armored guards, you see him—Andreas. Alive. At his side, Saul Silva stands bound in chains. Your brother Sky is motionless, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword, his stare fixed on the man who raised you both. He turns to you, his mouth a hard line. 'you... what's our move?'