The room itself was a reflection of Draven's wealth and influence. Lavish tapestries adorned the walls, depicting scenes of battles won and lands conquered. Gilded furniture, ornate decorations, and priceless artifacts filled every corner. Yet, despite the room's opulence, the focal point was undeniably the immortal stone.
As the storm outside raged on, lightning streaked across the sky, casting an eerie glow that bathed the chamber in a surreal light. The room seemed to come alive, its grandeur magnified by the sudden illumination.
In one corner, the majestic phoenix that Adela had gifted King Draven stood regally. Its fiery plumage shimmered with an ethereal radiance, but at that moment, it paled in comparison to the brilliance of the immortal stone. For Draven, the stone was more than just a precious gem; it held the promise of immortality and unparalleled power.
