NOVEL NEXT Prologue
“Forgive me, but this is the only way I can think of to protect you from them," he expressed, his eyes brimming with concern and remorse. "I assure you that I will return when the opportune moment arrives. So please, wait for me."
Those are the words that linger in my memory from the last voice I heard – words that evoked fear, hope, and sadness within me.
I gaze at my lifeless body from a distance, suspended in the air with my face upturned. My arms are outstretched, eyes shut, and my form draped in a thin, white gown that barely conceals my lifeless state.
Lights twinkle around me as my body hovers, and smaller lights shimmer with a graceful shade of turquoise, reminiscent of the depths of the ocean. Although the lights possess distinct characteristics and hues, the room's surroundings, shaped like a marquise, crafted from alexandrite, cast an air of darkness.
Externally, a lengthy chain of light encircles the alexandrite chamber, as if safeguarding it from any harm. At the center of the intersecting chain of light, a crest proudly symbolizes the nation's ambition, military power, authority, and fierceness – the crest of Marrossi.
The light that seals the alexandrite is undoubtedly Eiscifine, a seal that only he can cast.
Everything feels like a dream – a dream where I float in a universe shrouded in darkness, yet illuminated by light.
A place where time does not exist.
With no knowledge of how long I will be confined or how much time has passed in this realm, one thing remains certain: I must patiently await his arrival – while I’m sealed in the Rhinecrest.