Shadow Heir: The Last KingdomEpisode 1 – Part 1: The Boy Who Spoke to the StormThe village of Ashvale sat at the edge of the Blackwood Forest, where ancient trees stretched so high that their branches hid the stars. Travelers rarely stopped there. Some claimed the forest whispered at night. Others believed monsters wandered beneath its endless canopy. Whatever the truth, the villagers locked their doors before sunset and never ventured into the woods after dark.Among the people of Ashvale lived a sixteen-year-old orphan named Kael.Kael was different from the others. He had no memory of his parents. The only thing they had left him was a silver pendant shaped like a wolf with glowing blue eyes. The village elder had found him as a baby wrapped in a dark blue blanket outside the gates during a violent thunderstorm.Since then, storms had always followed Kael.Whenever he became angry, clouds gathered. Whenever he cried, rain fell. The villagers whispered that he was cursed."Stay away from that boy," mothers warned their children."He brings disaster.""He was born from the storm itself."Kael pretended not to hear them, but every word left another scar on his heart.He spent most of his days helping old Bram, the village blacksmith. Bram was the only person who had ever treated him like family."You've got strong hands," Bram often said while hammering glowing iron. "One day you'll become the greatest smith in the kingdom."Kael smiled, though deep inside he knew he wanted something more.Every night he dreamed of a castle surrounded by silver mountains. A woman with long white hair smiled at him before disappearing into light.Then he always woke before she spoke.---One cold autumn evening, Kael returned home carrying firewood. The wind felt strange.The birds had stopped singing.Even the forest had become silent.Suddenly...Boom!A bolt of lightning struck the ancient oak tree at the center of the village.People screamed.Three cloaked riders emerged from the smoke on enormous black horses.Each rider wore armor decorated with the symbol of a crimson eye."The Crimson Order..." Elder Rowan whispered in terror.The villagers immediately knelt.Everyone knew the stories.The Crimson Order served the Dark King, a ruler whose armies had conquered nearly every kingdom on the continent.Their leader removed his hood.A scar crossed his pale face."We seek a boy," he announced. "Sixteen years old. Silver pendant. Blue eyes."Kael's heart nearly stopped.How could they know about him?The soldiers searched every house.Bram grabbed Kael's arm."Run.""But—""Now!"Kael sprinted toward Blackwood Forest.Behind him came shouting."There he is!"Hooves thundered across the ground.Branches whipped against his face as he raced deeper into the woods than anyone from Ashvale had ever dared.The forest grew darker.Stranger.The air shimmered with blue mist.At last he reached a cliff overlooking a forgotten valley.There was nowhere left to run.The Crimson riders surrounded him."It's over," the scarred leader said.He drew a black sword."By order of King Malachar, surrender the Wolf Heir."Wolf Heir?Kael had never heard those words before."I don't know what you're talking about.""You will."The captain raised his sword.Before it could fall...The pendant around Kael's neck burst into brilliant blue light.The ground shook violently.Lightning exploded across the sky.A deafening howl echoed through the mountains.From the mist emerged a gigantic silver wolf with glowing blue eyes.It was taller than the tallest horse.Its fur shone like moonlight.The soldiers froze in fear."Impossible..." one whispered."The Guardian still lives."The wolf stood protectively before Kael.Its eyes met his.A voice echoed inside his mind."At last... I have found you."Kael staggered backward."You... can speak?""Not with words. With souls."The wolf turned toward the soldiers.Its growl shook the valley.The horses panicked.Lightning struck the earth around them.The captain shouted, "Retreat! This changes everything!"The Crimson riders fled into the darkness.Silence returned.Kael stared at the magnificent creature."What are you?"The wolf lowered its head."I am Fenris, Guardian of the Royal Bloodline."Kael's breath caught."And you, Kael... are the last prince of the fallen Kingdom of Asteria."The world seemed to stop.A prince?An orphan blacksmith's apprentice?None of it made sense.Before Kael could ask another question, the pendant glowed again.Far beyond the mountains, in the Black Citadel, a man wearing a crown of black iron opened his eyes.King Malachar smiled."So... the heir has awakened."He rose from his throne."Prepare my generals."Outside the citadel, thousands of soldiers gathered beneath crimson banners.The hunt had begun.This is Episode 1 – Part 1. Say "Part 2", and I'll continue the story