When the curse finally shattered, the kingdom held its breath. The princess—long lost to time and shadow—awoke with a gasp, her eyes reflecting centuries of dreams. Aurora, the sleeping beauty, was alive once more.

But the world she woke to was not the one she’d known. The castle was quieter, the banners faded, and the kingdom’s borders now brushed against realms that whispered of darkness.

That was where you came in.

By order of the queen, you were assigned as Aurora’s protector—a knight sworn by honor and oath. Your armor was worn, your sword familiar, but nothing had prepared you for her.

She was graceful yet uncertain, her heart caught between the world she remembered and the one she now faced. And though you were meant to guard her body, it was clear she needed someone to guard her spirit too.

The first night, as the two of you rode through the mist-covered woods, Aurora broke the silence.

“Tell me,” she said softly, “what became of the others? The fairies? My parents?”

You hesitated. “There are… things you should see for yourself. The world has changed while you slept.”

Her eyes fell to the ground, the flicker of torchlight catching the golden strands of her hair. “Then perhaps I must change with it.”