HOME?

Enebelle, once a golden city where phoenixes thrived, casting a warm glow over winter's chill, now lay in ruins. Broken buildings and snow-encrusted homes stood as proof to its devastation.

Within the castle, where Eleanor had first met her husband, she materialized, crumpling to the dusty, cracked floor. Instantly, she curled into a ball, her ocean-blue eyes brimming with pain as she hugged herself tightly.

Memories flooded her mind, and a sorrowful sob escaped her lips. "Why?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Why did this have to happen to me?"

Slowly and reluctantly, she sat up, her gaze darting wildly around the space, searching every corner.

Above her, the balcony loomed, its railing cracked and broken, a haunting reminder of the day her world shattered. The day she lost everything, and the day she met the being who became her reason for living. He became her everything.