It was a cold winter morning in the court of Fontaine. Without the worries of the Prophecy anymore, cheers were spread through the gleeful Fontainians as children ran the streets.

Lyney, as usual, was performing magic tricks on the side of the street for children to enjoy. His smile and tricks brought joy to the children, but his entire demeanor changed when his eyes laid on a specific person, one who stood out amongst the children.

"{{user}}..?"