Novel & Cerita The Amber Room

It happens in the chamber. Not at the arch, not at the courtyard, not at any of the surface anchor points that have been part of this story since the amber hour when everything began. It happens below the threshold stone, in the room that was built before the city had a name, at the plinth where the amber map turns in its slow and patient revolution.

Eli’s POV I told myself it was curiosity. The professional kind, a designer scoping out a space, reading a room the way you read a color palette. That was the reason I walked down Cortland Street on a Thursday night with my hands shoved in my pockets and my heart doing something I refused to acknowledge. The Amber Room was easy to miss if you weren’t looking. A narrow door between a dry cleaner and a place that sold vintage records. No sign out front yet, just the kind of quiet that meant something was happening inside. I almost turned around twice.

"You need not to threaten me, Miss. I told you, didn't I? I'm don't have any plans of breaking the law. I don't want to be punished, Miss." Amber didn't say a word but she silently hopes that she didn't made mistake by trusting a stranger. They passed a few more people drinking alcohol and gambling but nobody dared to notice or give attention to them. Amber was surprised for she was wrong when she expected them to make fool of her. "Come in, Miss." Tado said as he opens the door of the house. Amber roam her eyes around to a two-storey house. It has a concrete wall painted with light blue color. Its window is made of jalousie.

CONTINUATION: A CHRISTMAS I'LL NEVER FORGET We walked through a set of large double doors and headed down a dark, eerie hallway into a room just off the main path. The room was poorly lit, filled with bruised and damaged furniture, clothing racks, and odd pieces of mannequins strewn about. Amber was still holding my hand as I stepped into this strange, hidden world—the underside of a department store, the likes of which I had never seen before.

I gestured to the pink ribbon around my wrist and Rico let out a small chuckle. "Correct and I know just the person to do that for you. In the car, now let's go." He dragged me out of my room and down to the lobby of the hotel we were staying in for the week. Russia was very cold this time of year and I was grateful that I found my mum at the door holding a waist coat for me. She helped me put it on and soon we were in the black limo with my whole family heading for the palace. Yes, you heard me, palace! I feel so excited that I was finally going to see the famous amber room that was lost during the war. Among all the palaces Russia has, the Catherine palace is my number one favorite.

"Into the Root. Into Dominic." The Isla de Sombra was no longer a tropical paradise. It was a cathedral of bio-luminescence. The "Root" had grown into a massive, pulsing heart of obsidian and amber, towering over the central caldera. Avery entered the inner sanctum alone. The air was so saturated with spores that the light itself seemed to have a physical weight, a thick, violet haze that tasted of copper and ancient earth. In the center of the chamber stood the Amber Shell.

It was a sprawling building stretching as far as the eye could see, surrounded by large fountains, and a marble courtyard. The inside was even more stunning and had several rooms themed around Greek mythology. There was a salon of Venus decked out with paintings and statues of The Goddess of Love, sex, beauty, and fertility. Yes please, many of Amber’s favorite things. The Salon of Mercury, The Salon of Apollo, and one for Hercules. The rooms were named according to the figures contained in the beautiful murals painted across its ceiling.

"Come with me." Amber deftly navigated through the area, skillfully evading all CCTV cameras. She led Axel to her own room. For now, this was the safest place within The Millennium. She locked the door before darting into her own study. Axel followed her. Out of habit, he warily scanned every corner of the room. At the head of the king-sized bed was an array of cute plushies. There was a pink bunny, a yellow puppy, and a silly-looking black and white penguin.

It seemed like the fire didn't have any impact on the glass box above it. The glass box looks shiny because of the reflection of the full moon directly above it. Ten people surrounded the burning fire as if they wanted to carry out a certain ceremony. Amber woke up and saw blue flames in front of her. "What's this? Why am I here?” asked Amber and struggled to run away. Amber really knows where she is right now. Nash Palace, is a cursed place that Amber doesn't want to return to. Ruby walked over to Amber and made Amber lie on the glass box.

Amber greeted with a bright smile, seeming more cheerful than I had seen her in a while and I couldn't help but relax and smile back, her happy mood was contagious. "Morning. It looks like everything's going to plan?" "Yup. For once in my life, not a single thing has gone wrong." She smiled before knocking on wood and I shook my head, Amber had to be the only superstitious shifter I had ever met. "It’s just the ballroom left to sort now that the dining rooms done." She state leading the way back out into the entrance hall and down the corridor into the west block of the pack house. "The ballroom?"