In the royal palace of the Avaloria empire, a silver-haired boy walked through the corridors with steady steps, as if he had a very clear destination in mind.
Just a few paces behind him, two women followed—one with golden hair and sharp eyes, the other with white hair and a serious expression.
Evelyn and Alicia.
Alex spoke in a low voice, hands in his pockets. "What do they want to talk about?"
Evelyn shrugged slightly. "What do you think? Obviously about the war—and how badly they've been losing it."
"So what do they want from me?" Alex asked.
"We'll find out soon," Evelyn replied.
They entered a large chamber.
On the floor, a giant magic circle was etched into the stone—intricate runes and sigils weaving together in a complex pattern that hummed faintly with power.
Alex stared at it. "This thing again…?"
"It'll take us to where the meeting is being held," Alicia explained.
