Adam Witney was the best Dragon Knight from the Kingdom of White.
He took that title and wore it like his own skin.
Just 3 days after Adam Witney's 28th Birthday, he had been called forth by The White Mage.
A strange being within the upper echelons of the Kingdom of White.
Nobody knew the White Mage's real name, true power, or where his loyalty lay.
All they knew was that the White Mage had taught magic to every single King for the past few centuries.
The White Mage was also close friends with the current King and generously fed information regarding the magical state of the realm from time to time.
Adam Witney waved back his lush blonde hair and admired his wondrous genetics in the reflection of a lovely pond in the royal garden.
Shaking off his narcissism, Adam Witney crossed through the Royal Garden until he reached an oddly placed hut that one might've believed belonged to one of the gardeners.
