The Lost Mage's Journey

Chapter 43: A Sweet Request

Scene 1: A Familiar Face

The Royal Magic Academy bustled with activity as students went about their daily routines. For Lyka, however, today felt different. As she entered her dormitory after an exhausting day of classes, she was greeted by a familiar and comforting presence—her uncle, Marcellus, sitting calmly by the window.

His warm smile greeted her, and Lyka's heart lifted. She hadn't seen him in a while, and his presence always brought her a sense of peace and comfort.

Lyka (brightly, excited):
"Uncle Marcellus! What are you doing here?"

Marcellus (softly, warmly):
"I wanted to visit my favorite niece. You've been working so hard here at the academy, I thought it was time we had a chat."

Lyka's face lit up, and she eagerly sat beside him. She adored her uncle—he was always kind, supportive, and full of wisdom. Whenever things felt too heavy, he always knew how to help her feel lighter.

Lyka (smiling):
"It's so good to see you. I've missed you!"

Marcellus chuckled, reaching out to gently pat her head, a gesture that always made Lyka feel safe.

Marcellus (affectionately):
"And I've missed you too, Lyka. You're doing well here, aren't you? I can tell you've grown stronger. But I can also see the weight of responsibility pressing down on you."

Lyka's smile faltered slightly. She had been struggling to balance her duties as the Crown Princess, her role as Shadow Raven, and her studies. The pressure was overwhelming, but she hadn't spoken much about it to anyone. She looked at her uncle with a faint sigh.

Lyka (softly):
"Sometimes, it's a lot to handle. I'm trying my best, but there's always something more I have to be or do."

Marcellus (reassuring, with a warm smile):
"That's because you're destined for greatness, Lyka. You have the power to change the world, but it's okay to rely on others from time to time."

Lyka nodded, grateful for his comforting words. He always knew how to make her feel valued and capable. But as the conversation continued, Marcellus's tone shifted slightly, his voice becoming more serious, though still coated with the sweetness of care.

Marcellus (softly, persuasive):
"Lyka, I have a small request—one that only someone with your strength and abilities can fulfill. It's a bit of a secret mission, if you will."

Lyka's eyes widened in surprise, her curiosity piqued.

Lyka (curious):
"A mission? What do you mean, Uncle?"

Marcellus (gently, with a charming smile):
"There's something important hidden here, within the academy. A powerful artifact called the Dark Orb. It was concealed long ago because of its incredible potential, but it's far too dangerous to leave forgotten. In the wrong hands, it could cause untold damage. I want you to find it and bring it to me—where it will be safe."

Lyka hesitated for a moment, the words "Dark Orb" echoing in her mind. She had never heard of such an artifact before, and something about the name unsettled her. But her uncle's calm, reassuring presence soothed any doubts she had.

Lyka (thoughtful, but trusting):
"The Dark Orb... but why me? Couldn't someone else handle it?"

Marcellus smiled, his voice gentle and filled with pride.