Chapter 61: The Great Confederation of Azulferia
Seven Days Earlier in the Great Confederation of Azulferia
Founded 900 years ago the Great Confederation of Azulferia was born from the unity of persecuted races elves, goblins, dwarves, fairies who banded together against the oppression of werewolves and demons.
This unprecedented alliance gave rise to a resilient and flourishing nation, capable of withstanding external threats.
Azulferia epitomizes unity and harmony, where the diversity of its people is their greatest strength beyond the The Great confederation borders lies the Great Forest of Nymenor a realm of ancient, untouched beauty. Towering trees with vibrant green canopies shade glistening clearings, where deer roam freely. The soft whispers of cascading waterfalls blend with the rustling rivers, creating a symphony of nature's majesty.
A Hunt in the Forest of Nymenor
At the edge of a crystal-clear pond, three figures cloaked in long white coats crouched in a thicket.
Their gazes locked onto a peculiar creature a wolpertinger.
This mythical beast, with black and gray fur and piercing red eyes, was feasting on a nearby squirrel.
One of the figures a tall woman, stepped forward slowly.
She murmured an incantation as she nocked an arrow.
The gleaming, magically charged arrow streaked through the air with deadly precision, striking the creature with unerring accuracy.
Lowering her bow, the woman pulled back her hood to reveal a face framed by blend of white and dark gray hair.
Her sharp delicate features and pointed long ears marked, her as an elf adorned in practical hunting attire and sturdy boots, she exuded both grace and confidence.
"I Got him!" she exclaimed, her radiant smile lighting up her face.
Two goblins emerged from the thicket to join her.
Their green skin contrasted sharply with their light, armor one wielding an ornate dagger gave the young woman an approving nod.
"Amazing Princess Sylena once again, you've proven your skill.
Your mastery improves with every hunt," one goblin said, his tone respectful.
Sylena responded with a bright smile, clearly proud of her accomplishment.
She turned to a nearby tree and plucked a ripe peach, which she offered to her mount.
Her mount a magnificent Eikthyrnir, stood nearby.
This majestic creature, resembling a giant stag, had antlers that glowed faintly, casting an ethereal light.
When Sylena offered the peach, the creature eagerly accepted it, devouring the fruit in moments as it ate Sylena gently stroked its sleek, glistening fur.
"You were hungry, weren't you Nildim?" she murmured affectionately.
The Eikthyrnir emitted a soft trill and licked Sylena's face with its large tongue, eliciting a burst of laughter.
"Hahaha, stop it Nildim!" she said, playfully pushing the creature's head away.
The goblin watching the exchange chuckled and then turned serious.
"Princess with this capture you have completed the traditional rite your brothers will have no excuse to underestimate you now. You'll prove to them that you're worthy of your position."
Sylena visibly moved by his words, lifted her chin with determination.
She placed a hand over her heart, reaffirming her resolve.
"Yes, exactly. I'll show my brothers that I'm not a child but a capable warrior let's finish this hunt and return to the capital to present my victory."
As the youngest princess of Azulferia's royal family, Sylena had always lived in the shadow of her elder siblings. Though respected for her noble birth, she had often been sheltered, treated by her brothers and the elders as a little girl in need of protection.
Determined to prove her worth, she had spent years training.
She had mastered elven hunting techniques, forest survival skills, and ancestral spells passed down through her lineage.
The rite she had just completed traditionally reserved for boys reaching adulthood
involved hunting and capturing a mythical creature like the wolpertinger.
For Sylena, this day is a pivotal moment in her journey to earn the recognition she sought.
The group began to leave the forest clearings and along sparkling waterfalls.
The golden-hued landscape seemed to echo their triumph, alive with the songs of birds and the rustling of leaves.
Sylena riding proudly atop Nildim, led the procession with confidence.
For Sylena, this return was not merely a personal victory.
That was an opportunity to show to her people that the youngest princess of the royal family was ready to shoulder her responsibilities.
She dreamed of venturing beyond their kingdom's borders, uncovering the secrets of neighboring lands, and becoming an adventurer whose tales would inspire future generations of Azulferians.
Fixing her gaze on her prey a determined smile graced her lips.
"Pretty soon, they will all see what I'm capable of" she whispered to herself.
As the group was on his way in the sky we could see a radiant sun.