My team stood ready at the entrance to the Heart of the Dream. Zazu, dressed in a set of simple, comfortable silk pajamas FaeLina had commissioned, looked like a true champion. He gave a calm, reassuring nod to his team. They weren't just a group of misfits anymore. They were a professional napping team. And they were ready to show the world the true meaning of nap.
With a quiet dignity, Zazu walked into the 'Heart of the Dream' and settled into the floating nest of pure coziness. At the same time, on the other side of the Scry-Screen, the 'Mindful Master' from the Glimmerwood Grove, a serene-looking elf with a long, white beard, sat down in a perfect lotus position in the middle of his sun-dappled glade.
A tense, expectant silence fell over the Royal Arena. The commentator's voice, now a hushed, respectful whisper, echoed through the stadium.
"The champions are in position," he announced. "The Royal Mages' sensors are active. The first-ever Sanctuary Showcase... begins... NOW!"
