The days passed quickly as Kaida and her six kings worked together to unravel the mysteries of the prophecy. They spent long hours poring over ancient texts, seeking guidance from the wisest scholars in the land.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Kaida and the kings gathered in the grand hall of Eldrid City. The room was filled with the warm glow of candles and the soft murmur of conversation.
Suddenly, a commotion at the entrance caught their attention. A hooded figure, dressed in long, flowing robes, strode into the hall. The figure's face was obscured by the shadows, but Kaida sensed a powerful presence emanating from the figure.
"Who are you?!", Ryder demanded, his hand on the hilt of his sword.
The figure pushed back its hood, revealing a woman with piercing blue eyes and long, silver hair, she regarded the group with a serious expression
"I am Lyra, a mystic from the distant lands of Aethoria", she said, her voice low and mysterious."I have come to warn you, Your Majesties, of the dangers that lie ahead".
Kaida's heart quickened in anticipation."What dangers?", she asked, leaning forward.
Lyra's gaze swept through the room, fsearching for potential enemies."The prophecy speaks of a great darkness that threatens to consume Eldrador. But it also speaks of a hidden artifact, hidden deep within the heart of the magical forest".
"What artifact?", Asher asked, his curiosity quipped.
Lyra's eyes locked onto Kaida's."The artifact is a crystal of immense power, one that can either save or destroy Eldrador. But beware, Your Majesty, for you are not the only one looking for it".
Kaida's grip on the armrest tightened."Who else is looking for the crystal?"
Lyra's expression turned grim. "Malakar, the dark sorcerer, seeks to claim the crystal for himself. He will stop at nothing to achieve his goal".
The room fell silent, as the weight of Lyra's words had crushed the air from their lungs. Kaida knew that she and the six kings had to act quickly, or risk losing the crystal to the dark sorcerer.