Ahcehera couldn't stop searching for answers. The more she uncovered about Duchess Fiorensia, the more questions arose, each leading her deeper into the complicated history of the Mors Dukedom. The old woman's words haunted her.
Duchess Fiorensia had not simply vanished, she had left with a purpose. But what purpose? Why had she abandoned the place she had built? And why had her name been erased from history? She sought out more elders, more survivors from the era before the fall of the Mors clan.
Some were reluctant to speak, others too afraid to remember, but eventually, she found an old knight, one of the last who had served directly under the former Duke Ricardo Mors. He was blind now, his once-strong frame hunched with age, but his mind was sharp, his voice steady.
