Echoes of the Past

The days leading up to the anticipated assault were marked by relentless preparation and a growing sense of urgency. Alaric and his companions scarcely had a moment's rest as they coordinated with the allied clans, fortified the city's defenses, and trained the citizens in combat. The looming threat of the Order of Shadows hung over them like a dark cloud, but their resolve remained unshaken.

One evening, as Alaric was reviewing tactical plans in the council chamber, a soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He looked up to see Lady Seraphina standing in the doorway, her expression unreadable.

"Alaric, may I have a word?" she asked, her voice gentle but insistent.

He nodded, setting aside his papers. "Of course, Lady Seraphina. What is it?"

She entered the room, closing the door behind her. "There is something we need to discuss. It's about your past—specifically, your lineage."