In love with the enemy

in the vast expanse of the night sky, bore witness to an event that would change the course of h

ardens with grace. Her raven hair cascaded like a waterfall dow

he tranquil night held

arker than the night, engulfed her. Gasps escaped her lips and the instant she placed her hands on

t of burning. Flames danced with malevolence, consuming a section of the kingdom in an infer

turmoil. The roar of fire echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of citizens and the clash of st

ntrast between the tranquil moonlit night and the raging fires below intensified her sense of powerlessness.

th silence, the enigma of the captor's motives deepening amidst the turmoil. The very kingdom she sought to

in Elisa. As the ship sailed through the night, the flickering lights of her burning kingdom gradually faded on the horizon, l

way princess, a symbol of hope and nobi

it cabin. The creaking of timbers and the rhythmic lull of the ocean outside were the only companions to her bewildered thoughts. As her e

er, Chloe. She immediately took of her jewelry and sword and anything in

inside a sac bag and almost immediately few of the captors came to her front and passed her seeing her

an enigmatic gaze. Elisa's pulse quickened as she realized the gravity of her situation. The salty breeze w

re?" Elisa demanded, her voice unwavering de

the cloak. In the dim light, Elisa caught a glimmer of a pe

xamined the maps within the cabin, piecing together the ship's trajectory. It became evident that they were head

to unravel the captor's motive. Whispers among the crew hinted at a clandestine organization seeking to overturn the es

aptor, appearing less guarded, entered her cabin with a glint of uncertainty in their eyes.In the dimly l

air, and the lord's response rev

away??" One of them growled in frust

ople with her eyes as all looked to the ground. The man

caught. I'm sorry, my Lor

ied the weight of authority and frustration, casting a

and to Elisa's surprise, the figure approached her directly, stopping at her front. The shadows clung to the edges of

breaking the silence, "are a p

r. She met the masked figure's gaze defiantly, refusing to be cowed by the mysterious captor. The

hat seemed to delve into the depths of her soul. The masked figure, unperturbed by her display of res

against its hull providing a stark contrast to the turmoil within. Elisa, left to her thoughts, conte

quiet resolve. The enigma of the captor's motives, the conspiracy that had set the kingdom

sed to be extinguished by the shadows that sought to engulf her. The ship sailed toward an uncertain destiny