Chapter 49: Mirror of Mind

"Please, you have to help us," Ingrid pleaded, her voice trembling as she stood before the grand entrance of Wrym Haven. The ancient trees surrounding the fae sanctuary seemed to lean in, as if listening to her desperate words.

Rage, standing beside her, nodded in agreement. His rugged features were set in a determined expression, his eyes fixed on the fae guards who blocked their path. "We've come seeking guidance from the elders," he explained, his deep voice calm but urgent.

The guards, tall and slender with skin like moonlight, exchanged a glance before stepping aside. "You may enter," one of them said, their voice melodic. "But be warned, the elders do not offer their wisdom lightly."