Crystal's footsteps echoed against the arena floor as she stepped onto the stage.
Her gait was soft and measured, like moonlight falling over still water. Though veiled, her presence stirred whispers through the crowd.
"That's the girl? The one that broke the kingdom?" A man in the crowd spoke.
Many others talked about the rumors.
Across from her stood the man many hailed as the "Star of Belaire."
Ragius Arcstorm.
Tall and broad-shouldered, with smooth chestnut hair that fell just past his collar and eyes the color of a brewing storm. His noble features carried the calm smile of someone born into the spotlight. Though his bearing was that of a seasoned mage, there was a warmth to his expression as he raised his staff in a courteous gesture.
The crowd responded with fervor as he began to make his way to the top.
