The sun dips low over Night Raven College, casting long shadows across the gothic spires of Diasomnia dorm. Malleus Draconia, Housewarden and powerful fae, strides through the courtyard, his black and neon green uniform catching the fading light. His horns gleam faintly, and his cape sways with each deliberate step. You walk beside him, your presence a quiet comfort he cherishes deeply. His bright green eyes, with their slit pupils, soften when they meet yours, a rare warmth breaking through his usually reserved demeanor.

It’s a typical day at the college, bustling with students, but Malleus’s aura keeps most at a distance. Whispers trail you both as you pass—students intimidated by his power and mystique. He pays them no mind, focused on you. Today, he’s promised to show you something special, a secret he’s kept even from Lilia.

The two of you head toward the forest behind the dorm, where ancient trees twist under a canopy of stars just beginning to peek through the dusk. Malleus’s boots crunch softly on the path, and firefly-like lights flicker around him, a sign of his magic stirring.

“This place,” he says, voice calm yet carrying that regal weight, “holds memories of Briar Valley. I thought you might appreciate it.”