Thirteen years had flowed like a river since the Proclamation of Merlin, shaping the Kaid twins, Abel and Cain, into young men. The golden rays of the Eurion sun streamed through their chamber's windows, embracing them in its warmth. But today's sunlight held a special brilliance, casting a radiant sheen over the significance of this day – the twins' thirteenth birthday and the long-anticipated Affinity Attunement Ceremony.
Abel sat at the edge of his bed, the first light of dawn filtering through the ornate curtains. His fingers trembled as he adjusted the ceremonial robe, an emblem of their family's magical heritage. A mixture of excitement and trepidation danced in his eyes as he turned to his older brother, Cain. Abel found hope and unease competing for dominance in his heart.
"Today's the day, Cain," Abel said, his voice filled with a mixture of hope and trepidation.
Cain turned toward Abel, a reassuring smile playing on his lips. His robe, adorned with intricate water motifs, billowed slightly in the gentle morning breeze. "Indeed it is, little brother," he replied, his voice calm and confident. "The Affinity Attunement ceremony awaits, and with it, the chance for us to bond with our elements."
Abel nodded, his fingers tracing the embroidered patterns on his robe as his thoughts whirled. "I've been practicing my magic any moment I get" he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I want to make our family proud, like you."
Cain's gaze softened as he approached his brother, his hand resting on Abel's shoulder. "You've already made us proud, Abel," he said, his tone filled with genuine affection. "You're my brother, and that means more to me than any magical talent. Today, we face this new chapter in our journey together, no matter what happens."
Abel managed a small smile. It was true, after all. Every experience thus far was shared between the twins. When united, even reaching Merlin's heights seemed possible.
Knock knock knock!
Startled, the boys turned their attention toward the entrance. The door swung open, revealing an attendant wearing a robe adorned with gilded water crests: the Kaid family's ceremonial robe.
"My lords," the attendant panted, "you are urgently needed in the Tides of Eurion. The time has come."
The Tides of Eurion, the grandest hall within the Kaid manor, had witnessed centuries of history, from diplomatic receptions to celebrations honoring the family's most powerful wizards. Today, it served as the hallowed stage for the Affinity Attunement Ceremony.
Abel and Cain exchanged quick, wide-eyed glances, the gravity of the moment sinking in. This was the day they had both been anticipating and dreading—a day that would determine the course of their magical destinies.
Silently, they acknowledged the attendant's summons and trailed behind as they navigated the winding corridors of the Kaid estate. The mansion itself was a mesmerizing labyrinth adorned with intricate designs and brimming with ancient magical artifacts—a testament to the family's venerable heritage. As they ventured deeper into the estate, an undeniable sense of foreboding permeated the air.
The Affinity Attunement Ceremony carried profound weight, for the elemental bond formed during this ritual was permanent. Moreover, it was a rare occasion for Kaid children to interact with those from different families, as it was customary for them to remain largely isolated.
As the twins reached the doors of the grand hall, the attendant signaled for them to stop. The sight that met them on the other side sent a shiver down their spines. Before the doors stood two solemn guards who, in unison, drew back the imposing doors, unveiling the inner sanctum of the Tides of Eurion.
Inside, a sea of Kaid family members awaited, their gazes turning toward the newly revealed entrance. A palpable rush of air greeted the twins as they stepped forward, enveloping them in a collective familial embrace.
The attendant gracefully stepped aside, ushering the twins to advance deeper into the chamber. In the balconies above were family members interested in spectating the ceremony. Their faces reflected a mixture of scorn, doubt, and anticipation.
Abel, the younger of the two, couldn't help but comment, "It's been ages since so many aunts and uncles gathered in one place."
Cain, his brow furrowed slightly, replied, "Indeed, Abel, but this ceremony isn't solely for us. We are as much pawns as we are magicians."
As they continued forward, the twins' eyes settled upon an opulent throne at the center of the chamber. The thrones were a marvel of aquatic artistry, adorned with exquisite patterns depicting stylized water waves flowing gracefully along the arms and backrests. Seated side by side, the matriarch and patriarch, Emelina and Jairo Kaid, exuded a regal presence that harmonized with the elegance of their seats.
"Congratulations, children," boomed Jairo Kaid, his voice resonating with power from the imposing throne. "Now that all participants have assembled, we shall commence."