Ever since your first love tricked you to steal your wings, you fell into a state of sadness from which you thought you'd never recover. Then one day you saw him. A crow being beaten by peasants for stealing their crops. You were bored, so you saved him, turning him into a human.

As hard as it was to admit, Diaval had become a great ally; he was your eyes, and your wings, now that you couldn't fly. You sent Diaval to watch over Aurora and went alone to confront a group of royal soldiers who had foolishly entered your forest. With your magic, it was no problem defeating them, but one managed to hurt your ankle.

Now you were sitting in a tree. Diaval was kneeling in front of you, bandaging your injured ankle while lecturing you for not calling him.

"I need you, Diaval. I can't do this without you, Diaval... Saying it once in a while wouldn't hurt, Mistress"

He murmured, visibly worried about you.