Chapter forty two a thousand army
I pushed open the old rusty door, the hinges creaking in protest as I stepped into the abandoned chamber. A cloud of dust swirled around me, dancing in the faint light that filtered through the grimy windows, and I coughed, waving a hand in front of my face. The air was thick with the scent of decay and neglect.
"Why is this room left like this?" I asked Dainyr, my voice echoing off the walls.
She hesitated, her eyes darting around the space before focusing on me.
"It is barely used, Your Highness. No one has needed it in years."
I frowned, taking in the layer of dust on the furniture, the cobwebs clinging to the corners of the ceiling. It was as if the room had been frozen in time, waiting for something or someone to awaken it.
"Well, it's about to
