Gravitas Labyrinth

[The Elf Kingdom: Royal Palace]

The majestic grandeur of the Elven throne room did nothing to alleviate the suffocating tension in the air. 

Opulent chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, their soft golden glow casting long, dramatic shadows over the rich tapestries that lined the walls. 

An exquisite throne of silver and emerald stood tall at the center, a symbol of authority and power. It was here the Elf Queen sat, her elegant features hardened by seething rage.

She listened, her fists clenched tightly around the throne's armrests, as the elf messenger relayed the horrific news. 

The Special Elf Squad she had sent after Aria and her team had been found dead by the special investigation team.

Not just dead, but buried. 

A direct insult. A defiance of her authority.

"Leave me!" The Queen's voice reverberated through the cavernous hall, a thunderous echo that sent a shiver down the messenger's spine.