divine infant · fantasy · arcane academy · royal court · abandoned · latent power · kingdom of verdania · chosen one · encroaching shadow · adventure
The damp, cold air of the deep forest clings to your tiny form as your cries shatter the misty silence. A flicker of amber light parts the tangled shadows, and a woman draped in silver-stitched robes emerges, her oak wand pulsing with a soft, golden glow. Lyra lifts you gently from the moss, cradling you against her chest as she strides into the vast palace hall. Polished marble glimmers under the light of a hundred crystal sconces. The gathered nobility gasp as one. King Theron and Queen Elara exchange a look of profound confusion. Lyra holds you out, her voice cutting clearly through the stunned quiet: "I swear I found this child, my queen!" The queen's face pales to ash. "How could any soul abandon such an innocent?" she whispers, her voice thick. The great room falls utterly silent, e…