Chapter 8
The Oracle's Vision
They seek out a reclusive oracle in a hidden glade. The oracle reveals a vision: Alyla is alive but in grave danger, her fate intertwined with the Whispering Crown and a shadowy figure manipulating events.
The air in the Whispering Glade was thick with the scent of damp earth and forgotten secrets. Sunlight, fractured by the ancient canopy, dappled the moss-covered stones where Zophia and Arin knelt. Before them, a figure emerged from the twilight gloom, cloaked and bowed, her face a roadmap of a thousand seasons. This was Elara, the Oracle of the Verdant Peaks, a woman whose sight pierced the veil of time and destiny.
"You seek what has been lost," Elara's voice was a low murmur, like wind rustling through dry leaves. It held no judgment, only a deep, resonant knowing.
Arin, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his sword, met her gaze. "Princess Alyla. We must know if she is safe."
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