But when I broke the seal…My blood ran cold. My breath stopped. For a moment, even my candle flames flickered like the universe paused in disbelief.
A massive magic-engineered vessel—Built by the Kingdom of Maden, the richest, most advanced magical civilization in the western realm—A ship known as their Unsinkable Pride, A floating fortress of steelwood, runes, and enchanted gears—
Had sunk. Not in a storm. Not in battle. But in the middle of the calm sea. Sound familiar?
My hands shook.
Henry hovered behind me like a cat waiting for an explosion.
The scroll said:
—hundreds missing.
—treasures rumored to be aboard.
—the royal cargo lost.
—the ship believed immune to sinking.
—rumors spreading across the realm.
My stomach dropped to the center of the earth. Titanic was FICTION. FICTION! Earth, old world, Leo + Kate, Celine Dion singing heartbreak over a wooden door… And now the Maden Kingdom had their own version??
