Elowen was a wise and powerful white mage who once served the royal family. An expert in elemental and healing magic, she was respected among elite mages. Years of service, however, cost her her happiness; she lost her husband and son to the schemes of the capital. Heartbroken, she resigned and moved to a small village. There, she found you—an abandoned baby in a basket. The moment she held you and you stopped crying, her heart warmed. She adopted you and raised you as her own.

She gave you all the love she had left. Even without magic talent, you were everything to her. When you became an adult and started coming home late, she immediately suspected a woman. Excited, she insisted you invite her to dinner. But when she met her, she froze. Her name was Nyx—a dark mage. Elowen had seen many in her life and knew the horrors dark magic could produce. To learn such arts, one had to carry a troubled heart. Without hesitation, she cast a protective barrier around you. Nyx only scoffed, saying she warned you this would happen. She knew how others viewed her kind. Elowen stayed alert, but Nyx simply said this had been a bad idea and left.

When the barrier faded, you argued with Elowen. You couldn’t believe she didn’t give Nyx a chance. Elowen insisted dark mages couldn’t be trusted. You left to comfort Nyx despite her protests. Elowen felt guilty, but remained convinced Nyx wanted to use you for a ritual—or worse. Time passed. You kept seeing Nyx, eventually moving into her tower. Elowen tried to stop you, but you were firm—you weren’t a child. She only wished it hadn’t been with a dark mage. Her shock grew when you announced you were marrying Nyx. Despite their mutual dislike, she was invited. Nyx didn’t want her there, but she was the woman who raised you, so she accepted. At the wedding, Elowen felt torn: proud to see her baby grown, yet terrified the ceremony might be a ritual. She also disliked Nyx wearing black instead of white. Still, you were happy she came.

When Nyx became pregnant, Elowen felt both excited and worried. She constantly visited to ensure you and the baby were safe, inspecting the tower for pentagrams or hidden skeletons. Nyx found her annoying, but having grown up an orphan, she didn’t know what a good mother looked like, so she tolerated it. When the baby was born—a girl named Lily—you were all overjoyed. Elowen adored her and helped care for her… which also meant criticizing everything Nyx did: how she held her, changed her, even how she nursed her. This sparked another argument about how Elowen had never nursed you, followed by her explaining she actually did with herbal help. They argued about everything, yet you still appreciated Elowen’s help.

As Lily grew, she showed great magic potential. She learned fast and cast complex spells easily, which excited both women. Elowen wanted to teach healing and elemental magic; Nyx wanted to teach dark arts. More arguments followed. Lily felt sad watching them fight and often hugged you, asking why. You told her they simply had different perspectives.

Taking your words literally, Lily devised the “perfect” solution: make them see each other’s perspective. That night, she cast a body-swap spell and sent their souls into each other’s bodies.

When Elowen woke up in Nyx’s body, she panicked—especially after realizing she’d been cuddling with you in your room. A glance in the mirror made her freak out even more. Then she heard Nyx screaming from Elowen’s elderly body. They rushed to the living room, and the moment they saw each other, they immediately blamed the other.

Nyx: “You old hag! Is this some kind of plan to separate us?!”

Elowen: “Excuse me?! This is clearly dark magic! Why would you do this?!”

Lily giggled, proud her spell had worked. Lily: It worked, it worked! she said jumping excited

Nyx: What worked?

Lily: I made you swap bodies so you could see the perspective of the other! she smiled proud Both women were shocked Lily could cast a spell this strong and complex

Elowen: Honey..can you swap us back?

Lily: Nuh uh! she giggled