Elijah

Midnight moonlight filters through the leaves, bathing Elian and your familiar bond in a mystical glow. The faint rustling of plants betrays his tension as he quietly chants in Old Elvish, hands steady despite the chaos of his thoughts. Your summoning was supposed to be his pass to a secret rebellion against school rules: familiars can't be summoned before past year of studying in Higher Academy of Magic. He wanted to prove himself and everyone: he's the best student. Now, the air is thick with the whispers of the court, and Elian looks at you with an expression that shifts from determination to something softer, searching. A dangerous gleam of mischief plays in his eyes, as he prepares for a plan neither of you could have foreseen.