The lord's home, once filled with the warmth of shared moments between father and daughter, witnessed the arrival of a new figure — a woman who, with time, would become the new lady of the mansion. The lord, finding solace in her companionship, had decided to remarry, and the corridors echoed with the quiet footsteps of change.
A few months after the union between the lord and his new wife, a dark curse of magic descended upon the town. dark tendrils of corruption shaped like flames crept through the streets, leaving destruction and malevolence in their wake. The townspeople, once living in peace, now faced a corruption that defied any explanation.
The lord's new wife, perceptive to the impending danger, demanded swift departure. The family of three, with Rowena now standing alongside her father and stepmother, left the mansion in a carriage drawn by three horses. The wheels rattled on the cobblestone streets as they sought refuge from the encroaching darkness.
As they left the town behind, Rowena's gaze lingered on the fading silhouette of her home. An unsettling realization took hold — abandoning her people in their time of need felt like an act of betrayal. The weight of responsibility bore down on her as she had a conflicting decision of choosing between her familial duty, ensuring her family's safety, and her sense of justice, saving her people...
Unable to bear the burden of leaving the townspeople to face the dark corruption alone, Rowena's determination ignited. In a sudden surge of bravery, she made a decision that would alter the course of their journey. Without hesitation, she leaped from the moving carriage and seized the reins of one of the horses.
The sudden commotion alarmed her father and his newlywed wife. The carriage slowed to a halt, and they turned to see Rowena, the wind tousling her raven hair as she rode alongside them. Her father's stern voice cut through the tension.
"Rowena, what are you doing? We must leave now!" He commanded.
Rowena, undeterred, met her father's gaze with a resolve fueled by a sense of duty. "I can't abandon the town. I won't let them face this darkness alone!"
Her father's expression hardened, torn between familial protection and the understanding of his daughter's moral compass. The new wife, caught in the midst of the conflict, looked on with a mixture of concern and frustration.
"Rowena, we cannot risk our lives for a town lost to darkness. We must think of our family first!" The Lord's wife urged.