The fallen heir to the throne, twisted by the Shadow Shard, plots to unmake the sun. Travel to the Lament of the Spire, face him in his throne of broken mirrors, and end his curse—permanently.
The Greymire Fen was exactly as pleasant as it sounded. Thigh-deep in black water, surrounded by willows that whispered insults, hunted by Shadows that had no faces but many, many teeth. Iona’s survival chance dropped to 8%. Then 5%. Then 3%.
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Iona looked up at her doubt. She smiled. It was a small, cracked, clay-stained smile.
By the sixth Shadow, Iona was bleeding from a dozen wounds, her companions unconscious behind her, her blade cracked and dull. The Shadow wore her own face—pale, terrified, clay-stained. The fallen heir to the throne, twisted by
The piper played. The lullaby seeped into Iona’s bones, cold and sweet. When it ended, Iona could no longer remember what her mother called her at breakfast. She knew she had once been something, someone. But the name was gone, a bird flown from an open cage.
At 2%, she stepped on a submerged root, fell face-first into the muck, and came up sputtering—and found herself staring at the Ghost Piper of Drowned-Town. Thigh-deep in black water, surrounded by willows that
But the King’s Edict had been clear: every citizen of the realm of Aurelia, upon their seventeenth birthday, must report to the nearest Quest Keeper and receive their official Quest Log. It was a magical leather-bound book, bound in silver thread and stamped with the royal crest. The moment you touched it, the book would know your destiny. It would fill with quests—grand or humble—that you alone could complete.
The Clockwork Exile was a broken automaton named Cog, rusted in a ravine. Its memory core was fried, but it repeated one phrase: “Find the Prince. Apologize.” Iona carried it on her back for six miles before its legs clicked back into motion. It never said thank you, but it started watching her back at night.
The next morning, she found the book on her pillow, open to the side quests. A new line had been added in fresh ink: