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Chapter 13 - The Dark Cell of Frosthold

Bound in heavy suppressive iron, Leo was thrown into the lowest dungeon beneath the fortress of Frosthold. The dark runes on his chains continually drained energy from his lightning scar, dimming its warm golden glow to a faint ash-grey.

Grand Duke Boris visited the cell, holding a crystal orb swirling with dark magic. "Your bloodline is fascinating, child. Once this orb drains your essence completely, Solaria's defenses will shatter like thin ice."

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Back in the capital, news of Leo's capture and Silas's critical injury reached the palace. King Aurelius did not hesitate. Refusing the safety of the inner citadel, the king donned his ancient war armor, drew his golden broadsword, and rallied the full force of Solaria. Fueled by a father's fierce love, Aurelius marched north through the blizzard.

In the dark cell, Leo remembered his training with Silas and the quiet moments shared with his father. Magic does not come from the scar; the scar is merely the doorway. Instead of fighting the drain, Leo channeled his energy inward, overloading the runes on his iron restraints with concentrated electrical resonance.

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