Sabrina Aurora stood on one of the several flat mountain tops, staring at the incoming hovercrafts gliding smoothly through the twilight sky.
The noble gathering was set to begin in a few hours, and with it, another round in the game of power they nobles just happened to play so well. But she was no longer a mere piece on the board—she was a player now, making moves of her own.
Her mind was calm, but her grip on the railing tightened. The Noble families had cast a long shadow over their life, dictating their future before they were even old enough to have a say. But things were different now.
She had spent years playing their game, learning their rules—not to follow them, but to break them from within. Tonight, she would set things in motion.
Her eyes narrowed and the air around her became messy, mirroring her internal emotions, as she spotted a ship which stood out amongst the rest, painted completely with a blue shade which matched her hair.
