A warm and balmy summer’s night in Amn, screams filled the elaborate manor house as a brand new baby with porcelain skin was born into the world. A small patch of deep red wisps of hair grew on the top of her head and sparkling emerald green eyes matching her mother’s perfectly took in the world for their very first time. Only one thought permeated her loving parent’s thoughts. This baby is the most beautiful child born in centuries and she is destined for great things…baby Olivia…
From early on she showed a great interest in performance; always twirling around in her silk dresses, the waves of red flowing around her face, dancing for her father, her friends, and even some strangers on the streets of her town just to show off. Even as a young girl she was a true social butterfly. Her father was willing to give her anything she wanted just to keep the smile on her face. The entire manor house came to life when Olivia was born and each person that helped to make the manor run knew it very well. The whole world centered on this one beautiful child.
Gorgeous instruments of dark wood, shining metals, the finest components that could be found, filled her room and her dedication to the music she created astounded her parents. Hours would go by with the sweet flows of music encircling everyone in the manor the young girl had found her true love already. The girl was so young, only just fifteen, how lucky she was to have such a passion in her life. The time would come soon for her to be introduced to society and the man she was destined to spend the rest of her life with. The only thing left was to travel to Suzail in Cormyr to do it.
Upon the eve of her sixteenth birthday Olivia couldn’t even sleep. She was so excited for her trip to a new country to meet her future husband. Her father assured her over and over that he was a good man and Olivia’s mother made sure to enumerate just how handsome he was. She chose her dresses carefully for their modesty. She was never one to flaunt herself for her body or her looks; she only seemed interested in showing off her heart and her passion for music.
Beauty was easy to come by when Olivia was around. The morning of her departure the sun shone brightly on the gardens in front of the manor. She breathed in the sweet scent of blooming flowers and felt a light breeze dance across the skin of her face; this was going to be a magnificent trip. As she climbed into the carriage she stopped a moment to take one last look at the home she had loved so much. Her life was about to change for the better, she just knew it. Pulling up the embroidered silk skirt of her powder blue dress she climbed into the carriage ready to start her new life.
Shortly after arriving in Cormyr’s finest city the whirlwind of royal balls and private dinner parties swept Olivia and her father up. She could not imagine a better time. Playing the pianoforte for high nobles, and even dancing in performance for the queen herself, Olivia certainly made her mark on the city. Though one thing was missing, the man she was meant to marry. It was months before she was allowed to even know his name. Elliot Tracer. So many spoke highly of him she could barely contain herself. He shared her love for music and her passion for dance. Almost as beautiful as she was and just as modest about it. Smart and kind hearted, it seemed Olivia was a lucky woman to be promised to a man like that. If only she could just meet him.
Months passed and so many men begged for her hand but she never acquiesced. She was waiting for her true love. Sure she still enjoyed the balls and parties, but she wanted so much more from her life and without Elliot she was stuck. Her only solace and emotional outlet was her music. The songs were growing darker by the day and her father knew something needed to be done so he went out himself to find the man Elliot. It was only days before he found out where the man was holed up in his home, terrified of being inadequate in the eyes of Olivia. He was so paralyzed with fear he couldn’t bring himself to meet her after all the wonderful things he had heard.
Olivia’s father had to do something; he could not bear to see his daughter suffering so much. He tried everything he could to convince the man to do his duty to the woman he was promised to. He begged the man to come listen to her music to see what he was doing to her. Elliot still could not come. Every day Olivia’s father went to see Elliot, begging him to know his daughter Olivia. He would tell the man how beautiful she was, he would tell Elliot about her talent with her instruments and even her dancing, nothing would make the man move. Desperate, Olivia’s father did the only thing he could think of; he brought Olivia to see Elliot instead.
Stepping through the door…wondering what it was her father had in store her eyes met Elliot’s and in an instant the fire returned to her. Her father was shocked at the force that arose between these two people his breathing stopped for long moments before Olivia and Elliot fell into each others arms. It seemed that they would never again be without true love even in that instant they were bound together forever.
(to be continued...)