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Heart of Arcadia

Heart of Arcadia

🇳🇬Haibu_Lawan
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A loose beast, a burning castle, a dying race, a fading legacy. Zaria's lived her whole life Arcadian forest, a place both revered and feared throughout the entire realm. Raised in its shadowy depths, she knew little of the world beyond its ancient trees. Yet, when her mother succumbed to an illness and her father ventured deep into the forest, never to return, Zaria's world unraveled. She discovered the horrifying truth - the abomination that her parents had unwittingly awakened within the forest's darkest heart. This monstrous entity, towering like a mountain, possessed fearsome claws and the power to exhale fire, a nightmarish creation born of the incantations her parents had conducted night after night. Her mother bequeathed her, a dagger, cryptically instructing her to deliver it to a man named Holm. With the weight of impending doom pressing upon her, Zaria embarked on a perilous journey hoping that Holm held the key to halting the terrifying consequence of her parents' reckless incantations. Kaines had always lived in the shadow of his elder brother, the crown prince. Fate took a drastic turn when mythical beast attack the capital. As he faced the creature in battle, a power within him awakened. In a desperate attempt to defend himself, he unleashed a torrent of raw Force that blazed forth. This power not only shielded him but also blinded the beast.as the threat subsided, truth about him began to unravel. He learned that he was the descendant of an ancient bloodline, bearers of a mystical magic known. This power is capable of manipulating the very fabric of existence, had lain dormant within him until that fateful day, revealing a destiny he had never imagined. Hazel was not just any soldier, she was the stalwart guardian of the Keep, a revered order established by the Mother, a legendary Saint. The primary mission of the Keep was to maintain harmony and balance in the realm, a duty Hazel had idolized since childhood. When she and her brother fled from their cruel uncle, fate led them to the doorstep of the Keep, where they were both initiated into its sacred ranks. Her brother became a scholar, delving into the ancient wisdom, while Hazel took on the mantle of a soldier, sworn to protect the realm. The idyllic image she had held of the Keep shattered when a devastating menace descended upon the northern lands. Instead of confronting the true threat - the monstrous beast that ravaged the cities, leaving them in flames - the Keep assigned Hazel a grievous task. She was ordered to track down and eliminate a prince, whose home had been reduced to ashes in the wake of the merciless attack, a mission that defied the very principles of the Keep and left Hazel questioning the corruption that had seeped into its hallowed halls. Aron cherished his freedom, relishing the life he led on the far reaches of the Court's influence. Everything seemed idyllic until the decree of the Malgian Court rippled across Malgia, reaching every house's ears. It was an order from the lord of the Malgian Court himself, each house must send a son to serve within the Court's hallowed halls. Aron had little choice but to heed the call and he found himself reluctantly summoned to the Court. He encountered many young men vying for a prize the lord proclaimed, the one who proved himself worthy would not only gain the lord's daughter but also ascend to a position of great influence within the Court. Aron's perspective changed entirely when he set eyes upon the princess. Love struck him like a lightning bolt, and he fell head over heels for her at first sight but love was never easy.
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Chapter 1 - Prologue

Lord Aesl, stood in his court, a hushed silence fell over the assembly. Every eye was fixed on him, their unease palpable.

"We must evacuate the castle," Elder Sirll whispered urgently, his words hanging in the air like a dire prophecy.

Lord Aesl's expression turned from disbelief to shock, his mind reeling from the consequences of his own mistakes. The war he had sparked had ravaged the city, leaving half of it in ashes and the other half in enemy hands. Fealatin, once a beacon of learning and culture, now lay in ruins.

The Lord's thoughts raced back to the city's heyday, when scholars and seekers of knowledge flocked to its gates. How had it come to this? His failure was a bitter pill to swallow, and the weight of his responsibility threatened to crush him.

"My Lord, Fealatin has fallen," Elder Birhe ventured, his voice trembling.

Lord Aesl's glare silenced him, but the words hung in the air, a harsh reminder of his failure. The sound of crashing stones and trembling foundations shook the castle, and the Lord's resolve crumbled. He rose from his throne, his steps heavy with the weight of defeat, he reached the balcony, he gazed out upon the devastation.

"One of the Feral courts has fallen," he declared, his voice steady despite the turmoil within.

"Fealatin, the second bridge, and the eleventh court have fallen under my rule, Lord Aesl of Kia, great-grandson of Lord Deanio Catalan." The castle shuddered again, and the Lord's command echoed through the halls.

"Evacuate the castle!" Panic erupted, and the once-grand halls emptied as his subjects scrambled to flee.

In the midst of the chaos, Lady Ahri approached him, her face etched with worry and fatigue.

"How fares my lad?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. Her gaze fell upon him, and she wrapped her arms around him, seeking solace in him warm embrace.

"Better than you" she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. They both knew it, this was the last time each of them will see each other. Lady Ahri knew her duty, she carries the last of the drakarian blood in her stomach and the lord won't flee, he would fight till the end.

The court ladies and servants departed, followed by the elders and attendants, the Lord and his commandant remained, the last defense. The fate of Fealatin was sealed.