Far West – Orvelian Empire
In the far west of Raven Spire, beyond the borders of Raven Court, in the heart of the Orvelian Empire, a single tower stood sentinel over the capital: the Mage Tower.
As the first dawn light fell through the windows of the highest floor, a blonde-haired woman in black attire walked toward the window with measured grace. Her dress flowed to her ankles, split high along one side to reveal slender thighs with each step. Her doll-like face basked in the early rays, features so perfectly sculpted they seemed carved from porcelain rather than born from flesh.
Behind her, papers rustled in chaotic symphony.
A messy teenager with unkept black hair and huge round circular glasses collected scattered documents in one fell swoop, though the order remained as messy as the holder herself.
