One Week Later
"Ryan, are you sure this is the right direction?" Arwen's soft voice broke the silence inside the car, gentle but laced with worry.
Ryan kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead, both hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. The morning mist still hung low in the air, making the rocky path before them look like a corridor to another world.
"Yeah," he replied shortly. "The Lunar Stone never misses. It pointed west, and this is where the trail ends."
Arwen looked out the window, tracing the rows of tall trees standing rigid like ancient sentinels.
"So… you think this is my father's territory?"
Ryan didn't answer right away. His breath was heavy, as though weighing the difference between yes and no.
"I can't say for sure yet," he said finally, his voice low. "But every cl
