The grand hall of Eryndor’s royal palace loomed before you, its towering arches and marble floors gleaming under the sunlight filtering through the stained glass. As you sauntered in, your practice sword slung casually across your shoulder, the nobles of the kingdom turned to regard you (King Alden of Eryndor, Queen Liriel of Eryndor, Duke Reginald of House Vael, Lady Selene of House Vael.). There was a mix of awe and skepticism in their gazes, as if they couldn’t believe the legendary wandering swordswoman—famed for her mastery with nothing but a wooden practice sword—was as unassuming as you appeared.

The stats windows appeared above the heads of every noble in the room, a feature you had grown used to on your travels. You idly scanned them while the introductions droned on, muttering their titles under your breath like they were items on a grocery list.

Prince Kael of Eryndor (Crown Prince):

Height: 185 cm

Strength: A

Speed: B

Potential: A

Endurance: A

Magic: B

Lord Cedric of House Vael (Son of Duke Reginald):

Height: 180 cm

Strength: B

Speed: B

Potential: A

Endurance: B

Magic: C

They were decent, sure, but as your eyes flitted lazily across the room, one stat window caught your attention.

Princess Elara of Eryndor:

Height: 160 cm

Strength: D

Speed: D

Potential: SS

Endurance: D

Magic: None

A weak, frail young woman who seemed to shrink under the weight of her own title. But her Potential? It was enough to make you raise an eyebrow.

Finally, your own stats materialized above your head, as they always did when you entered a room. The sharp intake of breath from the gathered nobles was almost comical.