Prophecy Revelations.
The fragile pages of the antique diary in Isabella's hands shook as a chill breeze blew through the dilapidated chapel. Wavering shadows were formed across the ancient artifacts in front of her by the flickering candlelight. Long before she was born, fates were intertwined and lost truths were whispered by the symbols engraved into the stone altar.
She meticulously studied the language from the surviving fragments of her mother's notes, and her fingers followed the faded script. Every word had significance, a reverberation of a shadowy and perilous history.
"The equilibrium can only be restored by the union of two fated souls. Their sacrifice will mend the divide between blood and link.
Isabella's heart was racing. The prophecy called for a price in addition to pe
