While Raegar lay unconscious, his mind drifted into the depths of memory, pulling him back to the days of his childhood. A familiar face surfaced in his dreams, one he hadn't seen in years.
She was the youngest daughter of Duke Lucas Romanov, who ran the northern province of the empire. Their paths had first crossed at a noblewoman's gathering, an event where titles and etiquette held more weight than friendships.
His mother, Victoria, had been given a special invite because of her mastery of magic, a reputation that earned her respect even in the aristocracy of the Empire. That day, among the halls and conversations, he met the only friend he made since coming to this world.
Raegar was sitting off to the side while his mother mingled with the noble ladies who were happy to see her. He had tried to talk to the other children, but they were in their little groups, which he couldn't be bothered to deal with.