Meanwhile… King Vael summoned the council.
The moment he read the coastal reports—the news from the neighboring Maden Kingdom about their unsinkable mana ship sinking after striking an iceberg—King Vael felt a cold shiver crawl down his spine.Exactly like the story Lady Seraphine told. Exactly like Titanic.
The Maden Kingdom was no minor nation. They were wealthy, vastly larger than his own, with: over a dozen mage towers, three grand academies, mining districts rich in mythic ores, vast farmlands, an elite naval fleet and magical advancements decades ahead.
For their greatest pride—a ship they claimed would never sink—to be destroyed…
And for it to mirror a story from a woman who said it came from a small dutchy? Coincidence? Maybe. But the king had lived long enough to know there were no coincidences in magic.
