The sun shone brightly over the Imperial Arena of Aurifort, casting golden reflections on the flags fluttering in the breeze as the sound of trumpets filled the air. The stands were packed, and the audience was a euphoric mix of commoners, nobles, merchants, and hunters. All were there to witness the beginning of the Royal Selection, an event that would determine the future ruler of the Kingdom of Athína.
Victor Shieldman sat in the main stand, surrounded by his son Trawerr and his wife Aluella. Unlike the crowd around them, which exuded anxiety and anticipation, the trio was more reserved. Victor, with his piercing eyes and calm expression, analyzed the arena below with interest, observing every detail. Trawerr, for his part, was attentive to his surroundings, while Aluella, always calm, seemed more interested in the grandeur of the architecture than the event itself.
