The FORGOTTEN Kingdom

ing at her cloak, pulling her dark hair in every direction. Beneath her lay the forgotten city of Valmor, once a jewel of the ancient world, now reduced to a crumbling ruin hid

ies of Valmor, a city lost to time, buried under tales of glory and devastation. But now, the truth was finally within reach. Elara's lineage had whispered of the ancient king

rs of the valley and the city's layout were etched into her memory. Somewhere Kingdom the heart of Valmor, hi

ver, and the fragile alliances that had held for centuries were crumbling. Elara wasn't a fool-she knew what that ki

nd flew to the hilt of the sword at her side, her body tensed and ready. A mom

ra said, lowering her s

followed him, a reflection of the life he had led. Fen was a former soldier, a deserter from the southern kingdom of Aurin. He had fought in more battles than Elara could coun

" Fen said, his voice low. "This place i

quiet, but she knew better than to trust appearances. "We don't have

, we shouldn't be anywhere near this place. Yo

ve to find it. My family gave everything to protect the sec

yes searching her face. Finally, he s

e night seemed to press in around them. As they reached the outskirts of the city, the ruins loomed larger, the shadows deeper. Ela

a journey into a forgotten world, a place where time itself had stopped. They moved through the remnants of

Temple of the Ancients. Even in its decayed state, it was a sight to behold-its towering p

s sword. "S

the past bearing down on her, the centuries of history and loss woven into the very stones. She touched the cold surface of the temple

reaked to life. The door swung open, revealing a vast chamber beyond, illuminated by the faint glow of torches set into the

pounding. This was what she had

ch the altar, a voice ra

right

d a group of figures, their weapons d

rd. His eyes gleamed with malice. "You've come far, El