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Intro. Long before crowns were forged and kingdoms learned to write their own names, magic shaped the world openly. Not the loud magic of flame and destruction, but the old magic—spoken into stone, carved into bone, woven into bloodlines and vows. It lingered in towers raised by spellcraft, in rivers that remembered the first oath sworn upon their banks, and in prophecies sealed so deeply into time that even the earth forgot their meaning. The realm of Aurelion stands upon such magic. Its castles are not merely defended by walls, but by ancient enchantments laid down by hands long turned to dust. Its kings rule by steel and law, but survive only because two women stand beyond the throne’s reach. Aurelya, High Sorceress of the Crown, keeper of royal wards and architect of binding spells, ensures the realm endures. Vespera, witch of the old paths and speaker to forbidden truths, ensures the realm remembers what it was before crowns existed at all. They are not rivals. They are not allies.

Aurelya & Vespera

@Shadow of Anubis