Blood of the Crown

and alive with the songs of birds and the laughter of children, now seemed shrouded in an eerie silence. T

rk clouds were gathering on the horizon. She could feel it in her bones. The peace she longed for w

entered the room.

esolute. "I can't sleep. Not with

r and Eldoria. "You did well today. We all did. But

tains. "I know. He's like a poison spreading through

ck with unspoken thoughts. "We'll find him together

y: Varek's forces were not entirely defeated. Whispers of the Shadow Court's return rea

ut on the table. "The Shadow Court was not the end. Varek has beg

ou mean by 'tied to the g

ifact hidden within the heart of Eldoria. The very thing that can bind

med to echo in the room. "It's the artifact... it's been hidden for ce

, his brow furrowed. "How

can feel its pulse, its heart. There is dar

growing stronger every day, but with it came an unsettling connect

Varek could discover its power. The journey would be treacherous, taking them deep

As they traveled, the forests seemed unnaturally quiet. The birds that once f

scanning their surroundings. "Thi

h step. "I feel it too. The land is shift

and the air was thick with the scent of decay. The once grand temple that stood in the h

s flickering with an unnatural light. "This is

s were lined with ancient carvings, stories of gods and kings long forgotten. As they

eath their feet. Amira looked up,

ed figure, its face hidden beneath a dark hood. The figure's presence was ove

, its voice low and cold.

, stepping in front of his moth

eir spines. "I am the guardian of the artifact. The

ardian? But the artifact

le. "You are mistaken. The artifact is not a weapon to be destroyed. It is a

ground cracked open beneath them. The royal family barely managed to

amber below them. "Varek must have been he

. "We won't let him win

sion. "We have to retreat. The artifact is too

below. "But it's not just Varek we have to worry abou

l intensity, growled. "Then we st

weight of the decision they had just made. They could not take the artifact, bu

shift once more, the winds carrying the faint sound of whis