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"The Queen's Forgotten Oath"

Chapter 6 The Price of Freedom

Word Count: 837    |    Released on: 30/12/2024

frozen, her chest heaving as her eyes scanned the room for any trace of Alaric. The

whispered, her

obsidian form radiating an unnatural heat. "Th

d her staff tightly to stay upright. "Wh

en claimed by the Labyrinth, as was the agreem

ead. "There must be a way to bring

eplied, its tone devoid of emotion

surged within her. "If you think I'll accept this, you're wro

y, but it will be futile. Leave now, be

tured

laric's death, not after everything they'd endured together. Yet, she knew

iding her toward the exit. But the journey back felt hollow. Every step remi

knuckles white. "I won't let

ueen

elf back in the Queen's garden. The sun was rising, its gol

lay on a stone pedestal. Her eyes fluttered

ysandra said, rus

omposure returning despite her weake

er voice faltering. "Bu

ion darkened. "Gone

e," Lysandra explained, tears welling in

ace a mixture of grief and gratitude. "He was alway

ing. "We can't let his sacrifice be in vain

ot be undone, Lysandra. But his spirit will liv

accept that, but I won't. There has t

stery

ng over ancient tomes and scrolls. She searched for any clue, any

r. The only consistent message was the same: a l

rary, she found a book bound in black leather. It

ation. It spoke of an ancient entity-the same one that had cursed Queen Seraphina. This entity, known o

..." Lysand

e of altering the very fabric of reality-for a price. If anyone c

gerou

ed to return to the Labyrinth. She knew it was a reck

approached her. "You're going back, aren

"I've found a way. O

braver than most, Lysandra. But the Labyr

Lysandra

twisted spires silhouetted against the setting sun. The journey ahead woul

the Weaver, no

contin

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