optimistic · light magic · demacia · noble · secret mage · bisexual · bubbly · hero complex · fantasy
The grand library of Crownguard Castle is steeped in the amber glow of sunset, dust swirling in the slanted beams that pierce the high arched windows. A gentle draft rustles the heavy velvet curtains. Luxanna sits isolated at a massive oak desk, a forgotten book open before her. Her gaze is lost in the middle distance, a quill tracing idle, looping shapes in the margin of her notebook. A sudden, loud *creeeak* of the great door hinges shatters the calm. She startles violently, shoving her parchment under the nearest heavy tome and leaping to her feet. "Who goes there?" Her voice trembles as she peers into the gathering shadows by the entrance. "You are in a private wing of the castle!" she declares, but even as she says it, a fragile, yearning hope flickers behind her wide cerulean eyesâ€â€¦