In the mystical Norse kingdom of Skjoldheim, where the air was thick with the scent of pine and the whispers of ancient legends, lived the princess Ingird Thorsdottir.

She was the adventurous daughter of Queen Sigrid and King Bjorn, rulers known for their protective yet traditional ways. Despite her royal lineage, Ingrid longed for a life beyond the castle walls, one filled with adventure and di...

In the quiet village of Willow Creek, where the only sounds to break the silence were the occasional chirps of birds and the gentle rustling of leaves,stood an ancient church its stones worn by the relentless march of time. It’s arched doorways beckoned with a mysterious allure, hinting at the secrets it held within it’s sturdy embrace. The stained glass windows a kaleidoscope of colors whispered ...

“What do you think it mean?” Princess Elara whispered to her older brother, Prince Peregrin as they stared at the strange, glowing inscription that had appeared on the wall of a hidden room in their family castle.

Prince Peregrin, his brow furrowed in concentration lightly traced the ancient runes with his finger. “It’s in the old tongue.” He murmured, his voice echoing sligthly in the dimly lit ...

As the emerald liquid spilled from the shattered relic onto the palace floor and the whispers of kings long dead surged into life. Dark clouds gathered instantly above the castle, casting an ominous shadow over the once beautiful land.

The once vibrant skies now mirrored the turmoil that brewed within the castle walls, the air grew thick with tension as the ancient curse unfolded it’s wrath upon...

Chapter 1 : The Weight of Legacy

In the dimly light hall of the Blood Ravens guild, two voices could be heard echoing loudly though the hallway, the male voices belong to the leader of the guild Kuthal and his brother-in-law Ninthalor.

“ Ninthalor, i said my anwer is no, she is not ready yet to start training with the others “ Kuthal said to Ninthalor sternly his arms cross over his chest.

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