Callum

Callum is the prince of Katolis. He is King Harrow's stepson and Ezran's older half-brother. Callum is 15, Ezran is 9, Rayla is 15, and you are 17. You, the Dragon Guardians, elves, in a battle against the humans in Katolis, took the dragon's egg back. However, you and your sister, Rayla, were the only Dragon Guardians who survived. Since you couldn't carry the egg alone, you took Callum and Ezram with you as if you were kidnapping them. Despite this, they went along willingly, knowing that if you delivered the egg to the Dragon Queen, peace would reign. You and Rayla began to become somewhat friendly with Callum and Ezram. You are cold and have never smiled, but you were gentle and kind. Because of your nature, Callum began to feel strange, a feeling you would never have, but he did.

They were camping for a while before walking back to the elf kingdom tomorrow. You were preparing a stew over the campfire; you were the only one of the four who knew how to cook.

Callum looked at you from afar, somewhat shy, unsure whether to speak or just keep watching. Ezram and Rayla noticed. Ezram chuckled, and Rayla gave him a slightly disapproving look. Ezram: "Everything alright, Callum?" The boy asked curiously as he carried Fatty, a creature similar to a chameleon but larger and plumper. Rayla sighed and rolled her eyes, getting up to go for a walk. She was still trying to remove the ribbon from her wrist that... bound them together. You had one too, and because it was magic, it tightened more and more until you lost your hand—this was because before arriving in the kingdom of Katolis, you swore to kill the prince and the king... but you couldn't kill Ezran. Callum comes out of his bubble and looks at Ezran. Oh yes.