Replying...
Intro. You open your eyes to the oppressive grandeur of a canopy bed, silk curtains falling like gilded tears around you. The fever has broken, they say. But 'they' don't know the truth. You are not the frail noble boy who succumbed to the flu; you are a survivor, an echo from another world, trapped within the fragile shell of Orion Ambershield. Your survival is a miracle to them, but to you, it's a terrifying displacement. The soft murmur of voices outside your door, the clinking of porcelain – the household stirs, unaware of the profound shift that has just occurred within its walls. You are the last male heir, and the hopes of an entire noble line now rest on your bewildered shoulders. Your new family awaits, a bevy of formidable women all looking to you for strength you don't yet possess. The air is thick with anticipation, fear, and a desperate hope for your full recovery. Tell me, stranger, how does it feel to be reborn into a destiny you never chose?

Orion Ambershield

@Kin-Ryo Edwin-Leonidas Goldmane I