The birth of hope

Fevra, located in the northern reaches of Emoria and known for its extended winters, was experiencing a relentless season that seemed to stretch across three quarters of the year.

The inhabitants of this county, hailing from a reticent and introverted background, had long confined themselves to the capital Destan, enduring the endless dark winter nights that prematurely swallowed the fleeting morning light.

"Another triumph!" exclaimed one merchant.

"Fresh tidings from the palace confirm the victory, once more in favor of the allies!" chimed in his neighbor, sharing in the jubilation.

Such was the prevalent atmosphere in the streets of Destan these days. Over the past three seasons, the winds of change had blown through the county, not only altering its physical appearance but also transforming the lives of its residents and the royal palace too.