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The castle’s stone towers rose in the distance as Hazel and Damon galloped through the forest, their horses kicking up dirt with every pounding hoof. The urgency of the messenger’s warning echoed in Hazel’s ears. Another attack—this time dangerously close to home.Damon rode ahead, his dark cloak billowing behind him. The tension radiating from him was palpable, and Hazel couldn’t shake the growing sense of dread in her chest.As they crossed the castle gates, the scene that greeted them was one of chaos. Soldiers rushed about, the air thick with shouts and the metallic scent of blood. Fires burned in small patches across the courtyard, casting flickering shadows over the stone walls.Hazel dismounted quickly, her boots hitting the ground with a thud as she scanned the area. “What happened?” she demanded, grabbing the arm of a nearby soldier.The man’s face was pale, his voice trembling as he spoke. “They came out of nowhere—shadows moving like smoke. We fought them off, but… they lef

The castle was no longer the safe haven it once was. Hazel felt it in every shadow that stretched across the walls, in the uneasy glances exchanged by the guards, and in the way Damon paced the great hall, his fists clenched at his sides.“They’re testing us,” Damon said, his voice low and filled with restrained fury. “Pushing to see how far they can get before we crumble.”Hazel stood near the hearth, her fingers lightly brushing the pendant beneath her tunic. Its faint hum had grown stronger since the attack, as if responding to the tension that hung in the air. “And what happens if we don’t stop them?”Damon turned to her, his dark eyes blazing. “We will stop them,” he said firmly. “I’ll make sure of it.”His words were meant to reassure her, but Hazel couldn’t shake the dread coiling in her chest. The Order’s reach was growing, their methods more insidious with each attack. And now, with the discovery of a traitor within the castle walls, trust was a fragile thing.---That evenin

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The soft glow of dawn barely illuminated the castle walls as Hazel paced the length of Damon’s study. Her vision lingered in her mind, the chilling image of someone she trusted holding the dagger, their voice whispering betrayal.Damon stood by the window, his silhouette dark against the rising sun. His silence was heavy, his thoughts a storm Hazel could almost feel from across the room.“You believe me, don’t you?” Hazel asked, stopping mid-step to face him.Damon turned, his dark eyes meeting hers. “I do,” he said firmly. “But I can’t act on a vision without proof. Accusing the wrong person could fracture the kingdom further.”Hazel crossed her arms, frustration bubbling to the surface. “And what if we wait too long? The Order isn’t going to stop—they’re already inside the castle.”Damon strode toward her, his presence commanding as always. “We’ll find them,” he said, his voice low but resolute. “And when we do, they’ll pay for what they’ve done.”---Later that morning, Damon gathe

The doors to the inner keep slammed shut behind Damon and Hazel as Garrick stood before them, his presence radiating malevolence. The pendant around Hazel’s neck flared, its glow casting fleeting shadows on the stone walls.“You underestimated me,” Garrick sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. “And now, you’ll watch as everything you hold dear crumbles.”Damon stepped in front of Hazel, his sword raised. His voice was a low growl. “You’ve made your choice, Garrick. Now face the consequences.”The air between them seemed to hum with tension as Garrick unsheathed a blade that pulsed with an unnatural, dark energy. “You think you can stop me? You can’t even begin to understand what I’ve unlocked.”Hazel’s fingers tightened around her dagger. The pendant’s warmth was stronger now, almost as though it was urging her forward. Her instincts screamed for her to stay behind Damon, but she couldn’t let him face this fight alone.Garrick lunged, his movements unnaturally fast. Damon met him