Chapter 209 The Messenger From The North

The messenger from the north stood tall, his figure framed by the storm clouds that had gathered ominously above the kingdom. His eyes, dark and brooding, scanned the royal courtyard, and his breath came in ragged gasps, as though the journey had been long and treacherous. Ariella stood at the balcony overlooking the scene, her heart beating in rhythm with the rising tension. She could feel the presence of the Drakemires even before the messenger spoke—an ancient power that pulsed beneath her skin, pulling her, beckoning her toward something she wasn’t yet ready to face.