As the swirling colours of the portal enveloped us, Aunt Agatha and I emerged on the other side, greeted by the sight of the barrier looming before us. The air crackled with energy, a palpable sense of tension hanging in the air as we approached our post.Glancing at Aunt Agatha, I found her expression unreadable, her eyes scanning the horizon with a sense of vigilance that mirrored my own. Despite the gravity of the situation, I couldn't shake the image of Ruby's tear-streaked face from my mind, her words echoing in my ears like a solemn vow.But as we surveyed the desolate desert landscape, a sense of unease crept over me. Where were the werewolves we had sent to protect the barrier? There was no sign of them anywhere, their absence like a gaping hole in the fabric of our defences."Something is not right," I murmured, my confusion mounting. "I sent two hundred wolves to protect the barrier. How come none of them are present?""I know," Aunt Agatha replied cryptically, handing me a

I stood in awe as the cottage came into view, its weathered walls and thatched roof bathed in the gentle glow of Aunt Agatha's magic. As Aunt Agatha led me into the cottage, I couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation that tingled in the air. The cosy interior enveloped us in a sense of warmth and tranquillity, yet there was an underlying current of mystery that left me on edge.Suddenly, a voice echoed through the room, its timbre ancient and wise, yet tinged with a hint of mischief. "You are finally here!" it exclaimed, and I couldn't help but glance around in confusion, searching for the source of the sound.To my astonishment, there was no one else in the cottage besides Aunt Agatha and me. Where could the voice be coming from?"Yes, sorry to keep you waiting," Aunt Agatha replied, her tone betraying no hint of surprise. It was as if she had been expecting this all along."I see you brought her... She has grown," the voice continued, and a shiver ran down my spine as I realized

At the training ground, I made a beeline for the battle drum, a massive instrument that stirred the spirits of warriors. With determination, I pounded the drum, the resounding beats capturing the attention of every warrior on the field. "Greetings, Crown Prince!" they bellowed in unison, and I nodded in acknowledgement before delivering Father's orders to them. Initially apprehensive, their fear gave way to excitement upon learning that I would be leading them into battle. Their newfound enthusiasm bolstered my own courage. After giving them time to gather necessities, we set off on foot. With our numbers, using the portal stone wasn't an option. It would be a long journey, and we anticipated reaching the barrier around noon tomorrow. The road ahead wouldn't be easy, but we were prepared to face whatever challenges awaited us. We marched through treacherous terrain, and the once-familiar landscape became cloaked in an eerie stillness, broken only by the haunting whispers of the wind

"Master, nothing is wrong, I'm just bothered that you have not given Xander and me your blessings. We truly love each other," pleaded Iris, her voice trembling with emotion. I watched with bated breath, my curiosity piqued as I wondered who this mysterious Xander could be. As the scene unfolded before me, I found myself drawn into a world of forbidden love and divine opposition. It turns out Xander is a Vampire Warrior, the first of his kind and the right hand of the moon goddess. Iris and Xander are in love and wish to be together but the moon goddess opposes without a reason. The tension in the air was palpable as the Moon Goddess's wrath erupted like a tempest, her fury shaking the very foundations of the chamber. I watched in awe as Iris was sent flying by the force of her anger, my heart pounding in my chest as I struggled to comprehend the magnitude of the situation. "Why did she have to anger a goddess?" I muttered to myself, my mind racing with questions and doubts. But bef

Despite the vulnerability of their exposed state, there was a resolute determination in Xander's stance, his muscles coiled like a drawn bowstring as he braced himself to confront the divine fury hurtling towards them. With Iris sheltered behind him, he stood as a bastion of strength, ready to bear the full force of the Moon Goddess's wrath. As the tension in the room reached a fever pitch, their hearts pounded in unison, a symphony of fear and defiance echoing in the hushed silence. And yet, amidst the chaos and uncertainty, there was a flicker of hope in their eyes, a silent vow to stand together against whatever trials lay ahead. With each passing moment, the air crackled with the anticipation of impending judgment, the weight of destiny bearing down upon them like a heavy shroud. But in that fleeting moment of solidarity, they found solace in each other's arms, united in their determination to face whatever trials fate had in store. "How dare you two!!!!!". As the Moon Goddess's