Prologue – The Night the Kingdom Vanished The moon hung high above the Kingdom of Elaria, bathing its silver towers in an eerie glow. The streets, once filled with music and laughter, had fallen silent. Then came the screams. Dark flames rose into the sky as soldiers in black armor stormed the palace. Magic clashed with steel, shaking the earth beneath every step. Inside the royal nursery, Queen Seraphina cradled her newborn daughter, tears streaming down her face. "You must live," she whispered, placing a silver pendant around the baby's neck. "One day, the truth will return." The palace doors burst open. The queen's most trusted guardian rushed in, covered in blood. "Your Majesty, there's no time!" With trembling hands, the queen kissed her daughter's forehead one last time. "My sweet Lila... no matter where fate takes you, never forget that you were born to bring light into the darkness." The guardian wrapped Princess Lila in a cloak and disappeared through a hidden passage beneath the castle. Moments later, the palace was consumed by fire. The king fell defending his people. The queen vanished without a trace. Before dawn, the Kingdom of Elaria had disappeared from every map, every history book, and every memory. The world believed it had never existed. Sixteen years later, a quiet girl named Lila began dreaming of a castle she had never seen, hearing the same mysterious whisper every night. "Come home, Princess."