"The Illyria Gardens were a refuge suspended in the heart of Narethar, a space where time seemed to slow down. Luminescent flowers opened beneath the diffuse light of arcane globes. Magical fountains poured crystalline waters that whispered in ancient languages. And, among the trails of white stone and the shadows of enchanted trees, Aldren walked alone, his staff in hand and his cloak fluttering gently with the sea breeze that arrived from the west."