The Game of Shadows Sofia’s smile remained, almost mocking, as she stepped out of the shadows, her presence as chilling as the dim corridor they stood in. Her silver hair shimmered faintly in the low light, and her eyes—pale, almost translucent—seemed to pierce right through Leo and Adrian, as if she could see all their secrets, their weaknesses. “You think you’ve uncovered the truth,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain. “But you’ve only scratched the surface. The symbol isn’t just a key. It’s a curse.” Leo’s gut tightened. “A curse?” Sofia nodded slowly. “The symbol binds those who wield it. It marks them—just as it marks the royal bloodline. But the moment you use it, you become a target, a pawn in a much larger game. The society doesn’t give away power for free.” Adrian step

