Chapitre 274: The Elven Sun

"They refused to intervene in a civil conflict, promising to monitor the situation and show up only if the royal family faced extermination without regard for their lineage. Thus, Sylvaria welcomed its darkest age. Fueled by revenge as burning as the sun, Selene vaporised every outpost, every royal mage and noble he suspected to be collaborators until he reached Silvamir's gates in a short week."

"Bring the royals before me!" The grand uncle roared, trying to wear Selene's skin and imitate his words, making Elysia's hair bristle, shivers running down her skin as the engaging narration fascinated her. Never had she thought her ancestor was so formidable. She wondered how the royals survived his siege.

Thankfully, the old elf didn't let curiosity gnaw at her for too long as he continued, his solemn voice reverberating in the secret passage, stifling the noise of their steps under its gravitas.