The Story of Lady Evelyne Harper

Not born to titles, but to a healer and a blacksmith—Evelyne carried embers and iron in equal measure. When the world burned, she gathered the overlooked and the outcast and called them family.

They named themselves the Ashen Guard. Their oath was simple: no one is left behind. Her blade, Ashborn, was reforged from shattered steel, its scars a mirror of their own. In her darkest hour she cast it into the fire, ready to fade—until a child returned it with trembling hands: “We don’t need you perfect. We need you to come back.” Evelyne did. From that day she led with strength and softness, teaching that courage is not the absence of fear, but the choosing of one another. Where second chances are given and tables are set for the lonely—there, her legacy lives.