Chapter 12 - Secrets Within the Royal Archives
Back in the capital, Julian spent his days adjusting to his new reality while delving into the ancient history of his bloodline. Guided by Queen Eleanor, he unlocked the subterranean vaults of the royal archives, searching for answers about the glowing mark on his shoulder and its connection to the beast.
Flipping through a crumbling, leather-bound tome written in an archaic dialect, Julian uncovered a chilling truth.
"Mother, look at this," Julian said, pointing to a faded illustration. "The mark isn't just a royal crest. It’s a binding seal. Centuries ago, our ancestors didn't just tame the beast—they split their own life force with it to protect the realm from an even greater, ancient entity."
Eleanor’s face paled. "If the seal is fully awakened, it doesn't just grant power... it acts as a beacon. And if Malakor or other remnants of the old guard try to exploit it, they could break the ancient barrier entirely."
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As if on cue, the heavy bronze doors of the archive slammed open. A bloodied scout stumbled inside, collapsing onto the marble floor.
"Your Majesties..." the scout gasped. "General Malakor’s legion has broken through the outer checkpoints. They are marching on the city, and they are bringing siege engines!"
