The Ancient Artifact
The great hall of Idris's palace was silent, the air heavy with anticipation. Lucien and Seraphina stood side by side, their hearts racing, as they finally confronted Idris. His dark, calculating eyes gleamed with a twisted triumph as he revealed the truth they had long suspected but feared to confirm.
"Did you think I would simply let Veridonia slip through my fingers?" Idris's voice echoed off the stone walls, cold and full of venom. "The artifact beneath this palace holds unimaginable power. With it, I will not only rule Veridonia but the entire continent. The seas, the land—everything will bow to my will."
Lucien tightened his grip on his sword, his knuckles turning white. Beside him, Seraphina’s breath hitched. She had seen this coming, but hearing Idris’s confession sent a wave of dread through her. The ancient artifact—its power was legendary, yes, but so was the danger that came with it.