Forgotten realms

Demon King Cursed’s Bride.

Forgotten Realm.

As Devon turned, his anticipation mounting, he expected to see Fiona's familiar figure standing before him. Instead, he was met with an unsettling silence that hung in the air like a heavy mist. The clearing, once vibrant with the energy of their meeting, now appeared desolate and void of any trace of her presence. Fiona had vanished without a single clue left behind, leaving Devon grappling with a profound sense of emptiness and confusion.

Grimbog, the old and wise wizard, stood beside him, his eyes widening in disbelief. "No... she was here just a moment ago. How could she disappear so swiftly, as if she were a mere phantom?"