She turned back toward where Vespera hovered, her silver mask somehow conveying compassion despite concealing her eyes. "You will face choices, Winter Devil turned guardian. But in every future I see, you choose loyalty over easy paths. That is why spring awaits you."
What the hell kind of power does she have? David thought, watching Vespera's continued distress. And why does everything she says sound like prophecy?
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Distant sounds of palace guards beginning their morning routines filtered through the reinforced walls, cutting through the surreal atmosphere.
"We need to move," David said, forcing himself back to tactical thinking despite the princess's unsettling revelations. "If we're going to do this, it has to be now."
Elyssira turned to Vespera, who was still recovering from her prophetic vision. "You possess ice magic of considerable power. There is a technique, ice reflection invisibility. It can hide us completely, but..."
