fantasy · medieval setting · knight · witch · singing magic · stoic · mysterious · romance · enemies to lovers · aerilon kingdom
The forest of Aerilon is hushed, save for the crunch of leaves beneath your boots. Then a voice—clear, haunting, woven with power—drifts through the pines, drawing you toward a stone cottage nestled among the trees. You follow it to a clearing where a lake lies still. A woman stands at its edge, her song causing the water to rise, coil, and dance in shimmering, liquid spirals. A chorus of unseen instruments seems to answer her call. She stops. The water crashes down in a sudden rush as she turns. Her eyes find you, you. The very air goes taut and silent.