One day, as dusk fell over the kingdom of Virelia, the skies turned a deep, unnatural gray. The gardens wilted. The wind howled. And from the north, the air grew cold with something far more sinister than winter. The black fog had returned. Whispers of an ancient evil stirred again. Inside the palace, Queen Amaris and King Caelen stood in a quiet panic waiting for their daughter. The doors opened. Princess Elara entered.
Queen Amaris: Elara… she’s back. Maltherra has awakened.
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