Chapter 38: Trial by Combat

The tension in the room was thick as Trayona's father, the village chief, stood firm in his refusal, his silver hair gleaming in the dim light. His presence was commanding, and his eyes were locked on Arthur, filled with skepticism.

"I can't really give you the veil, sorry kid," the chief said, his tone final.

Arthur's heart sank. He had come all this way, faced countless dangers, and now, when the veil was finally within reach, it was being denied to him.

"But why, Father?" Trayona demanded, stepping forward, her voice filled with frustration. "Why won't you help him?"

The chief's expression didn't change. "First of all, the veil is no longer with us. It was hidden away long ago, and only a few know where it is. Second, I'm not inclined to place my faith in an outsider, nor will I tell him where the veil is."