The Lycan Knights and Royal Guard were still engaged with the rogue dark faerie outside the temple when Adrian rushed the large double doors. Once inside, he paused his sprint, with his parents, Jon and the others fanning out on either side of him, also witnessing what had caused him to stop.
In the great hall of the shrine, at the end of the expansive dark green granite floor amidst the huge pillars of statues that no doubt depicted images of revered dark faerie patrons, sat the First Faerie. Up the three-stair obsidian daïs that stretched the breadth of the room, Jalen perched on a large chair fit for a man of his stature with its high back that flared in dark gold and lined in verdant velvet. Swirling around him in a chaotic miasma of fiery red and purple, energy orbited around him, as
