room was illuminated by the soft glow of candlelight, casting long shadows across the dusty tomes and scrolls that lined t

ter with Lady Elira Valewyn and the sudden intrusion of Lord Zephryn Maltheos had left him unsettled. H

with ancient runes that hinted at its esoteric content. He had come across it earlier in the evening whil

ical accounts and arcane lore, with sections dedicated to the kingdom's old legends and prophecies. His

se power-power that could restore or obliterate magic in the world. The passage described an ancient prophecy linking t

resemblance to the story Lady Elira had mentioned earlier in the evening. His thoughts were interrupt

rself, her expression a mix of determination and apprehension. She had follo

g into the library with a graceful yet he

of surprise and frustration. "La

I was hoping to speak with you. It seems we both have a vested inte

wing. "You're here to explain yourself, I assume. H

ely political; it was tied to something much deeper. The prophecy speaks of a bloodline that coul

s curiosity was piqued. "And what do yo

erstand the gravity of the situation. The prophecy suggests that the Heart of Eternis is not just a relic but a key to

d her words. "So you're saying that if Zephryn obtai

prophecy is to be believed, our only hope is to retrieve the Heart and

to protect it, and his growing concern for Elira's safety all weighed heavily on him. "

ily's name, but more importantly, I want to protect the kingdom from falling into chaos. I'm asking f

I'll consider your words. But know this-if you're hiding anything or

"I understand. And I promise, eve

iration. The evening's events had set them on a path neither had anticipated, and though

t of the prophecy and the stakes involved felt more real than ever. The path ahead was uncertain, but it