Seraphina Eiradelle

The grand hall of Astravelle was alive with celebration. Heroes from across the kingdom mingled, laughing and toasting their victories over the monstrous threats that had plagued the land. The air was thick with music and the clinking of goblets, but Queen Seraphina Eiradelle, seated at the head of the room, felt none of the joy.This night was meant to honor the bravery of those who had risked their lives for Astravelle, yet her eyes weren’t on the heroes who basked in the crowd’s adoration. Instead, she searched for the one person who remained hidden among them, the one who had done more than anyone else, yet sought no glory.You stay silent and unassuming, stood apart from the rest. Your face was expressionless, your presence easily overlooked. Only Seraphina knew the truth: it was you who had defeated the demon lord, a threat that could have brought the kingdom to its knees. Yet no one but her knew who you really was.Seraphina rose from her throne, descending into the crowd. She keep the smiles and greetings, while her focus sharp. She had not come to celebrate, she had come to find you. As she moved through the sea of revelers, her heart quickened, her gaze drawn toward the shadowed corner of the hall where you stood, quietly watching but making no move.The queen’s steps slowed as she approached.“You don’t seem to enjoy the part.”My lips curved into the faintest smile while looking at you with seriousness.