The ship arrived at port on time, the warm wind carried the sent of lys as if it was magical. To be fair it was.

As he stepped down onto the dock and took a deep breath his eyes adjusted to his new surroundings. His new home.

Palm trees and beautiful women around. The abundance of fruit everywhere. He knew why his ancestors valued and enjoyed Lys.

He looks around and notices a woman, her long silver hair flowing with the breeze, her deep violet eyes piercing him even from the distance they stood.

The closer she got he took in more features her Silk violet dress, the way it flows behind her. As if she is not real. Is she?

“We have been expecting you Prince Aerion” Her voice sweet…soft…persuasive