The air in Hematheas was charged with renewed purpose as King Vesryn prepared to meet the man who had unwittingly become a beacon of hope for his people. Luke, the mage from Nateron, had arrived at a critical juncture, and without his intervention, the elven nation might have succumbed to the tyrannical grasp of Eroan. His discovery of the king's illness and the subsequent cure saved King Vesryn and preserved the fragile peace that now hung in the balance.
Despite being bandaged and weary from his ordeal, Luke felt a surge of determination as he rose to heed the call. The clinic felt different today; there was a lightness in the air, a promise of healing that extended beyond physical wounds. As he approached the throne room, he reflected on his past encounters with royalty—particularly with King Alf of Nateron. Those experiences had instilled in him a sense of camaraderie that transcended status, allowing him to face King Vesryn without fear or trepidation.