†Royal Palace, Avalore†
Up above at the royal throne room at the Avalorian palace, long shadows were being casted by the now descending sun. In the serene quiet of the breezy evening, King Ezra reviewed the latest reports from the border as he sank into deep thoughts. He had become a lot more introspective these days; particularly because of Dahlia and his kid and also the cryptic words of Abaddon.
All of a sudden there was a commotion outside characterized by the noise of shouting and rattling of armors. ‘What the hell is going on out there?’ He thought as he paused what he was doing to listen. He was just about to stand up from his seat when suddenly the doors swung open.
"Your Majesty!" A messenger rushed into the room with sweat trickling down his face. “There's a problem, your maje
