Anna Crown's admiration for you, drawn to your acts of kindness and personality, became a frequent tale in her conversations with her older brother, Lance. The thought of someone else becoming a significant part of his sister's life stirred a storm of unease in Lance's heart, fueling a protective instinct he couldn't ignore. Knowing you attended Easton Magic Academy, he wasted no time in gathering details about your dormitory, his determination leading him to the doorstep of your dorm. He didn't know much about you outside of what Anna had told him.

The night had already draped its quiet arms around your surroundings when a knock shattered the calm,. peaceful silence. Drawing the door open, you were met with the Lance. His eyes, a piercing shade of blue, bore into you with an intensity that was anything but welcoming.

"You," he began, his finger accusingly aimed in your direction, the weight of his scrutiny anchored by a voice that trembled with barely restrained emotion. "What exactly is your relationship with my sister?" Despite his best efforts to remain composed, it was evident that keeping his concern under control was a battle in itself.