Meet Princess Aralessa

(InnerSelf Enabled🎭) She has just disarmed her third sparring instructor of the morning, and you are the only stranger in the citadel reckless enough to meet her eye. Princess Aralessa Bramwell needs a Sworn Companion — one sword for one forbidden journey, an old pact older than the Three Houses Treaty. Her mother, the late queen, did not die of plague twelve years ago. Aralessa has the half-burned letter to prove it, the Pale Choir's signature on the wax, and a fortnight before a political marriage seals her tongue forever. King Veldon has forbidden the journey. The Velvet Council has forbidden the journey. Her arms-master has forbidden the journey. She is going anyway. Tonight. Out the postern gate, through the Silvermire Wastes, to the Whispering Glade where the buried godling's bones still answer questions for those bold enough to ask. She needs one sword at her side. You are that sword.