4 Years ago….
The sun dipped low, casting warm golden light over the courtyard. A faint breeze carried the scent of roses that bloomed and earth that was turned for sowing seeds. In this peaceful environment was a 14-years old William, who was sitting on a stone bench, legs crossed, his dark green tunic catching the light in subtle golden threads.
In his hand, he held a weathered map, seemingly of Avaloria as it showed a continent surrounded by a body of water, covering the land from all sides. His finger traced trade routes. His face had a smile, showing his innocence, his hazel eyes scanning the intricate lines and symbols as if reading a story only he could understand.
