Within the swirling mist of her trance, Anastasia hovered weightless, her senses drawn into a world beyond sight or sound.
Through the silvery veil, the Lady in White approached her—graceful, serene, her white robes flowing like mist itself. Her eyes, deep pools of sorrow and wisdom, met Anastasia's with gravity.
She spoke in a voice both tender and commanding:
"Your Highness has defeated the First Ones.
It is now time for me to tell you the history of the evil which has risen—and is now coming for you."
The Lady's gaze darkened slightly.
"You know very well that the prophesied Dark Kingdom has risen, and now stands visible to the world. But what you do not yet know is its full story."
Her voice dropped to a solemn whisper:
"There is none alive who remembers the true history of thi
