Whispers of the Dragon Prince

lled the forest. Elara had an adrenaline rush, her instincts telling her to run to find safety. Liam remai

he others" urgently. "They'll

the rogues approaching grew louder by the second as they ran through the brush. Tension hummed

ts of Oakhaven, a formerly tranquil community, rang out through the night as it was consumed by flames. S

through the community as she focused her strength and channelled her lunar energy.

led, "Liam, I need to get c

yes. It's too risky, Elara! Those o

hem safe, she needed to go to them. With her senses sharpened and her movements directed by

e frightened townsfolk. Elara's instinctual response was to call forth a burst of l

wonder. With her fiery hair spinning about her like a halo, Elara a

reverberated across the destroyed settlement as they approached. Elara was

he atmosphere. Its wings blotted the moon as a gigantic shadow fell from

rag

the village. A tall, commanding figure jumped from its back, his dark cloak flapping behind him. His

a

he Drago

d fangs tore through the rogues with terrifying efficiency, and his motions were a blur of action. Any rogue who ventured to

r. This was Drakenridge's monarch, the Dragon Prince, the fabled warrio

ched, the rogues started to wane as their attacks grew less intense.

he moon blankly. The village fell silent, only disturbed

glanced about before focusing on Elara. They connected in a way that went beyond the mayh

readable expression, Kael turned away. His words echoed a

to your wounded,"

thanks. Elara observed as Kael walked between them, exuding confidence and strength

hope that burned inside her as she gazed at Kael, standing tall and proud amid the rubble of her village. This marriage and this union weren't t

, she saw Liam on the ground, convulsing, with a dark, sticky fluid dripping from an arm wound. Once believed d