THE STARS IN THE GRAVES

Morrigan's heels clicked against the cold stone floors of the lair, echoing in the vast, dimly lit corridors. Her anger simmered just beneath the surface, a dark aura radiating from her with every step. The ancient, towering walls bore witness to her fury, their silence pressing down like an unspoken challenge.

Her crimson eyes darted from shadow to shadow as her thoughts churned. Acantha's disappearance was a thorn in her side, and Xavier slipping through her grasp was an insult she could not bear. Her court would demand answers, sneering and questioning her authority. The same court she had once ruled with an iron fist, shaming them into submission, now awaited her failure with baited breath.