More than two decades ago, within the Kingdom of Griven..
It had been days since Arlan and the delegates of the royal family of Griven returned to the capital city of Karlin after enjoying the end-of-the-year festival in Megaris. It was before the time Esther had left her family behind.
For some unknown reason, on that particular night, the Queen of Megaris had come to the Royal Palace of Griven secretly using her powers.
Young Arlan was sleeping in his bedchamber, but he was not sleeping well and having a nightmare. He often had nightmares at night, but no one paid special attention to their content as they brushed it off as products of a child's imagination.
Esther appeared in the prince's chamber and found him turning restlessly in his sleep. "Poor child. Are you troubled with bad dreams? Should I help you out a bit?"
