A heavy silence settled over the Moon Temple.
The old king's words echoed in Aria's mind.
"Welcome my dear granddaughter home..."
She had never met her grandparents.
As far as she knew, they had died long before she was old enough to remember.
Now another mystery had surfaced.
Who was the elderly king?
Why did he call her his granddaughter?
And why did he want her dead?
Aria closed her eyes, feeling the weight of countless unanswered questions pressing against her heart.
She had spent years searching for her identity.
Now every answer only gave birth to ten more questions.
Marcus cleared his throat.
"My King."
Kael looked toward him.
"The prisoner has been secured."
Kael nodded.
"Take us to him."
The Royal Guards immediately formed two protective lines around Aria.
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