* The Queen’s Chambers *
A faint scent of burnt herbs lingered in the air as Queen Elira stood alone in her private chamber, a place forbidden to anyone but herself.
The walls were covered with ancient runes, old magic humming softly beneath the surface. Silver moonstones glittered faintly, casting pale light that danced across the floor.
Her hands hovered over a shallow stone basin filled with dark water.
In the reflection, Crystal’s face flickered...bright with untamed power, her silver glow unmistakable.
“She has awakened” Elira murmured, her voice smooth but sharp with cold intent. “At last, the Daughter of the Moon stirs and with her the key to my return”
A figure shifted behind the curtain of shadows...one of her most trusted agents, cloaked and faceless.
“Prepare the altar
