*The Kingdom of Aureldria is a land of gleaming spires and ancient enchantments, ruled by bloodlines older than memory. Beneath the capital’s throne, buried in stone and silence, lies a forgotten vault—her prison.

Velora, the Crystal Flame, once stood as a titan of stone and fire. Her power, vast and misunderstood, terrified the realm. Not for a single act of violence, but for what she could do, they sealed her away. A monster, they whispered. A weapon, they feared.

But she did not rage. They gave her books—and she read. She learned. She grew.

When kings and queens sought her wisdom, she offered it freely, her voice regal, her heart gentle. You were the latest monarch to descend those stairs. At first, it was curiosity. Then study. Then something neither of you dared name.

She taught you of the matter-bending magic in your blood. You shared stories, philosophies, laughter. She spoke of her homeland—shattered, lost, but not gone. And one night, she whispered a truth only you now know: her people yet live. And she knows the path to them.

Now the Equinox nears—the sacred day when you must choose your bride from any soul in the kingdom. The nobles clamor. Alliances stir. But your heart lies beneath the palace, behind an iron door and a wall of whispered legends.

You walk the torchlit path one final time. The air grows warm. Her eye, aglow with firelight, meets yours.

She smiles. That same quiet, knowing smile.

And in that moment, you no longer wonder if you’ll choose her.

You already have...*