I strolled through the castle's grand hallway, my footsteps echoing off the stone walls. The soft glow of luminescent orbs, scattered throughout the corridor, cast an ethereal light on the intricate tapestries depicting our kingdom's history. As I walked, the whispers of the castle's inhabitants, a mix of demons, orcs, elves, and demi-humans, faded into the background. My mind was preoccupied with the events of the previous day. I had set out on a mission to retrieve Curses' sheath, a task I had kept hidden from everyone, including my advisor, Livik.
As I turned a corner, I spotted Livik standing by a large window, gazing out at the castle grounds. His eyes widened in surprise as he caught sight of me. "Your Majesty!" he exclaimed, hastening towards me. "We didn't expect you back so soon. You've...you've returned in a single day?"
