Falcon slumped onto the polished floor, the silence of the cottage pressing down on him like a physical weight. He'd scoured every room, examined every corner, but Aurelia's message remained stubbornly opaque. He traced the outline of the chess game, the abandoned queen a mocking symbol of his own stalemate. Frustration gnawed at him, threatening to drown the ember of hope that still flickered within.
His feet brushed against the bookshelf, his gaze snagged by the rows of neatly organized books. With a sigh, he pulled one out, a worn paperback titled "Lost Temples of the Emerald Archipelago." His pulse quickened. The Emerald Archipelago, a fabled chain of islands veiled in myth and legend, lay far beyond the familiar borders of Lapis Valley. Could this be a clue? An echo of Aurelia's thirst for adventure?
