In the Elven Kingdom — Inside the Queen's Private Chambers
The soft sunlight shone through the vine-covered windows of the elven palace. Inside a quiet room decorated with old tapestries and glowing mana crystals, Queen Mylezra sat on a leaf-carved throne, flanked by her warriors and guards. Her hair glinted in the light, and her eyes looked at the scroll in front of her.
"My Queen," one of the royal officers knelt and offered the latest report.
"Yes?" she asked calmly.
"Here is the war situation report. This is everything our intelligence team has found."
Mylezra unrolled the scroll and looked through it quickly. Her brows furrowed slightly. "So… the Amazarak Kingdom has fallen."
"Yes, my Queen." The officer's voice became serious. "Our intelligence unit say the halfling troops are in chaos—as if something dark is controlling them."
