"The rightful heir?" Lara's voice was steady, but her eyes gleamed with sudden intensity.
Raynor nodded, his face darkening with memory. "The old royal family was slaughtered and betrayed by their most trusted general. He seized the throne the same night the king and queen were murdered. But karma found him, and he was also murdered. Now, his son sits in his place—a usurper ruling a kingdom soaked in stolen blood." He paused, lowering his voice. "But the bodies of the two princes… were never found."
Lara raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "So the heirs might still be alive? Did they truly escape?" she asked again.
"There are whispers," Raynor admitted. "One tale says a loyal guard escaped with the eldest prince and swapped the younger with a servant boy to throw off the assassins. If true, they might still be alive—hidden, waiting."
"I hope they're alive. Estalis deserves better." Lara replied before turning to leave.
