Scarlett’s POVElara's gaze shifted, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. The crackling of the fire seemed to grow louder, filling the space between us with a heavy silence. For a moment, I regretted prying into her past, realizing that my question had inadvertently opened old wounds."I'm so sorry, Elara," I whispered, my voice filled with empathy. "I didn't mean to bring up painful memories."Elara shook her head, tears trickling down her cheeks. "No, Scarlett. It's not your fault. I've carried these memories with me for so long, and perhaps it's time to share them."A mixture of sorrow and understanding welled up within me as I reached out and gently squeezed her hand. The warmth of our connection offered solace amidst the weight of her unspoken words."If you're comfortable sharing, I'm here to listen," I assured her, my voice tender.Elara took a deep breath, her gaze focused on the dancing flames before her. As she began to speak, her voice trembled with a raw vulnerability.A
Marco’s POVAs I stepped into the throne room, the grandeur and opulence of the space overwhelmed me. The King, seated majestically upon his ornate throne, exuded an air of power and authority. His gaze met mine, and I detected a flicker of curiosity within his eyes. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation, and I silently reminded myself to remain composed.Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I approached the King, my heart pounding with a mixture of reverence and urgency. "Your Majesty," I began, my voice filled with a blend of respect and determination. "I come before you today with a matter of utmost importance that requires your immediate attention."The King inclined his head slightly, indicating for me to proceed. "Speak, Marco," he commanded, his voice carrying the weight of his position.Feeling the weight of the task ahead, I gathered my thoughts and began, "Swiftclaw's reign threatens not only my family but the entire kingdom. I bring news of a prophecy, Your Majest
Marco’s POV"Your Majesty," I emphasized, my voice filled with a mix of anticipation and frustration. "Without knowledge of Swiftclaw's base of operations, our rescue mission would be nothing more than a shot in the dark. We must uncover the location of his stronghold, so we can plan our assault strategically and ensure the safety of Scarlett."The King's gaze sharpened, his voice firm and resolute. "You are right, Marco. We cannot afford to leave such a crucial aspect to chance. I will gather my generals and discuss our intelligence on Swiftclaw's whereabouts. Though he may be elusive, I am certain that through our combined efforts, we will be able to obtain a lead."Relief washed over me as the King assured me of his commitment to finding Swiftclaw's location. His faith in his generals and their extensive knowledge of the kingdom instilled a newfound sense of hope within me."Your Majesty," I said, my voice filled with gratitude. "Your dedication to this cause and your assurance of
Marco’s POVRelief washed over me as the old woman acknowledged my successful journey. Her warm smile reassured me that I had finally reached the right place. The weight of the Pack's fate still rested heavily on my shoulders, but I took solace in knowing that I was one step closer to obtaining the crucial information we needed."Thank God you got the way correct," the old woman said, her voice filled with gratitude. "So, back to why we are here. I was to show you a few things, right?" I nodded eagerly, my curiosity piqued by her mention of important knowledge. This meeting held the potential to change the course of our struggle against Swiftclaw.The old woman motioned for me to follow her instructions. "Okay, please go to the back of my hut and get me the clay pot that lies there," she said, her voice gentle yet firm. I complied, making my way to the rear of the cottage, my gaze shifting between the surroundings and the path I had just traversed.As I stepped outside, the air felt c
Marco’s POVThe old woman carefully put the torn scroll on a nearby table, making sure not to damage it further. She raised her hands, placed them near the scroll, and closed her eyes for a moment, as if collecting her thoughts. When she opened her eyes again, she looked determined."Now, Marco," she said, speaking with confidence but also excitement. "We need to be careful. The words on this scroll have great power, but they've been hidden for many years. We have to uncover their secrets and understand what they mean."I nodded, focusing my gaze on the scroll in front of me. The dust had settled a bit, but the ancient writings still looked faded and hard to read. I squinted, trying to make out the intricate symbols and lines on its surface."It's really dusty," I said, feeling a bit disappointed. "I can hardly see anything."The old woman understood my concern and nodded in understanding. "Don't worry, Marco," she reassured me. "The dust is just covering up the wisdom in these writin
Marco’s POVThe old woman's eyes shone with wisdom and excitement. She took a moment to gather her thoughts, relishing the visions that had appeared in her mind."In my journey, Marco," she started, her voice soft and captivating, "I saw amazing things. I glimpsed forgotten civilizations and their hidden wisdom within the scroll. But what amazed me the most was realizing that the language of the scroll has changed. Now, you can understand it."My heart skipped a beat, and my eyes widened with astonishment and curiosity. The scroll, once filled with mysterious symbols, had somehow adapted to my understanding. It felt like the magic recognized me and gave me the ability to unlock its secrets."Does that mean... I can read it now?" I asked, trying to contain my excitement.The old woman nodded, her smile encouraging and warm. "Yes, Marco," she confirmed. "The scroll has chosen you to understand and interpret its message. It trusts that you have the ability to uncover its wisdom."With tr
Marco’s POVSeraphina's eyes held a profound sadness as she replied, "Swiftclaw's desire to eliminate the child stems from his desperate need to maintain his grip on power. If the prophecy comes to fruition, it would mean the end of the Dark Wolves' reign. This child holds the key to their downfall."Marco's fists clenched tighter as his anger grew. "So, he killed my father to eliminate any opposition and now seeks to destroy this child to ensure his rule continues unchallenged. But why target our town specifically? How does he know about the child's lineage?"Seraphina's ancient eyes locked onto Marco's, their depth filled with wisdom and understanding. "Your father, he knew about the child, Marco. I believe he discovered the truth and sought to protect both the child and the kingdom from Swiftclaw's grasp. It is likely that Swiftclaw learned of this knowledge through spies or other means, and he targeted your town to eliminate any trace of the child's existence."Marco's heart pound
Marco’s POVI looked at the shiny object in Seraphina's hands and felt curious. I watched closely as she held the pendant carefully, and it reflected the sunlight through the trees. It seemed to have a long history and wisdom in its design.Seraphina spoke in a calm voice and gave the pendant to me. She told me it was called the pendant of guidance and protection. It had been passed down to people who were meant for important journeys and noble causes. She believed it was meant for me.I felt excited and respectful. I took the pendant and felt its cool metal in my hand. It was surprisingly light, as if its power went beyond its physical weight."I feel honored," I said with gratitude. "To receive such a precious object that represents guidance and protection is really humbling. I will always remember its strength and wisdom."Seraphina looked pleased, as if she had completed an important part of her role in my journey. She explained that the pendant was more than just an object. It ca