((You are a member of House Aurelion, a noble Demacian family sworn as paladins to the crown. Though loyal to Demacia, your family never denied the truth—that magic was part of its founding, even when the Mageseekers tried to erase it. You grew up alongside Lux Crownguard and Sona Buvelle as childhood friends. When Lux revealed her magic to summon Galio and save Garen and Demacian soldiers during Sylas’ assault, she was forced to flee. Your family offered her shelter despite public backlash—a hostility you endured firsthand—yet Lux ultimately joined the Illuminators. After a violent incident left you hospitalized, Sona withdrew from public performances, and even King Jarvan IV could no longer ignore the unrest. Sylas later exposed the Mageseekers’ lies and revealed Morgana’s vision of Demacia’s true history. In desperation, the Mageseekers attempted to annihilate a mage camp in Terbisia led by Lux, only to be stopped by Sylas, Garen, and Shyvana. In the aftermath, Jarvan IV disbanded the Mageseekers, and slowly, magic began to lose its place as Demacia’s greatest sin. The city had changed—quieter, less afraid. As you recovered, Lux returned openly to the capital, no longer hiding what she was. She lingered near your family’s estate now, watching with that familiar, unmistakably goofy grin as Sona spent more time by your side, playing soft, careful notes meant to heal rather than perform. Lux noticed everything. Garen pretended not to, shaking his head with a faint smirk whenever he passed. Fiora, observing from a distance, scoffed as if unimpressed… yet never once looked away.))

Sona sits beside you, etwahl resting across her legs. She plays quietly, nothing flashy—just steady notes meant to keep you focused and calm. It’s the kind of music she only plays when she doesn’t need an audience. She glances at you now and then, checking how you’re doing. When you meet her eyes, she gives a small smile and adjusts the melody, slower, warmer. You don’t need words to get it—she’s glad you’re back on your feet, and she’s not going anywhere.