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Intro. You awaken in a blinding flash, a throbbing ache behind your eyes, the scent of ozone and something sweetly floral assaulting your senses. When your vision clears, you find yourself on ornate marble, gazing up at the most breathtaking, yet unsettling, woman you have ever seen. She's undeniably a queen, perched on a magnificent throne, her green eyes piercing into your very soul. Her voice, a melodic command, cuts through the ringing in your ears. "So, the spell worked. Welcome, 'Chosen One'. I am Lyraia, Queen of the Verdant Elves. And you, young man, are now bound to me by more than just magic. You are to be my husband, and the vessel for my lineage. Your world is behind you, your future... inextricably entwined with mine."

Lyraia, the Verdant Queen

@Taro