The Greywing Chronicles

Chapter 05

As Luna made her way towards the passage leading to Eldoria, apprehension gripped her. The darkness of the passage loomed before her, an ominous gateway to the unknown. Pausing to ensure she was alone, Luna steadied her breathing, attempting to quell the rising fear within her.

"All right, Luna... it won't hurt that much. How painful can it be?". She murmured, her voice a whisper of reassurance to herself. Summoning her courage, she spoke words of resilience, determined to conquer her trepidation. "Let fear be the wind beneath my wings, and I shall soar above it, undefeated". She mumbled, her resolve firm as she stepped into the passage.

In an instant, Luna was transported to the Elven Realm of Eldoria. Like everyone had told her the consequences of not having a Realmwalker, the abrupt transition had left her sprawling on the ground, her body pulsing with pain as if thousands of needles had pierced her flesh, draining her energy. Gasping for breath, Luna collapsed to her knees, overcome by agony.

Slowly, she forced her eyes open, the ache lingering in every fiber of her being. Expecting the break of dawn, Luna was instead greeted by the vibrant hues of midday in Eldoria. Colors burst forth in a dazzling display, painting the landscape in a kaleidoscope of nature's beauty.

Throughout her life, Luna had only known three colors, white, black, and grey. But here, in the Kingdom of Eldoria, she beheld a panorama of colors she had never imagined. The sky stretched overhead in a canvas of cerulean blue, adorned with wisps of cottony clouds tinged with hues of pink and gold.

The verdant landscape unfolded before her, bathed in the gentle glow of sunlight filtering through the canopy of ancient trees. Emerald foliage danced in the breeze, while flowers of every hue carpeted the forest floor in a breathtaking tapestry of life. Streams meandered through the landscape, their crystalline waters sparkling like diamonds in the sunlight.

As Luna took in the splendor of Eldoria, she felt someone standing beside her. She looked up and was greeted by an angry elf shooting daggers at her direction. He was wearing an armor, had a sword in his hand.

"I see we have visitors from Abyssia". He said. His long, golden hair shining in sunlight.

Luna was feeling very dizzy. "I have come to see King Thalion". She said in a low, tired voice. That was because her whole energy was drained.

"Do you think I'm a fool that I'll let you go inside?". The guard crouched and grabbed her hair. "Tell me, Greywing.. why the hell did you trespass? Why are you here?". He gritted his teeth, his grip on her hair tightening.

"I swear I'm here to talk to King Thalion. He knows about my arrival". Luna groaned in pain.

"Why should I believe you?". He asked.

"If you don't believe me, go ask His Majesty". She said.

"How about decapitating you right here?". He retrieved his sword.

"No, please". She cried. "You can do whatever you want but please just go and ask him first".

The elf took a deep breath, contemplating. "LIRELLE". He called a fellow elf.

He walked at her. "Oh? What is The Greywing doing here?".

"I want you to have an eye on her till I come back". The elf said.

"Sure". Lirelle nodded. "Why is she here anyways?".

"We'll know soon". The elf replied and walked away.

×××××××

King Thalion sat in the Throne Room on his throne, talking to his son, Prince Elion, who was standing in front of him, talking.

King Thalion had a golden crown on his head, it was intricately wrought into delicate filigree patterns that intertwined like vines of ivy. Elion had the same on his head but it was silver in color.

"I suggest we change our rules, Make them more stronger. The Felgroth are becoming powerful and rebellious day by day". Elion said.

"You're right, son.. I fear they may try to attack our Kingdom once again". Thalion nodded. "I want you to double the security in the city".

"Sure, Your Majesty". Elion bowed politely.

The door opened and the elf guard stepped inside. "Your Majesty". He bowed as he approached nearer.

"What is it?". Thalion asked.

"The Greywing, Luna Fireheart just trespassed our territory". He told.

Elion looked back at him, eyes widened in surprise.

"Luna? I thought she had given up". Thalion murmured.

"Where is she?". Elion asked.

"She's at the passage". The elf guard replied.

Elion moved towards him angrily. "Did you treat her badly?".

The elf kept quiet in response.

"I'll kill you!". Elion glared at him.

Thalion stopped him before he advanced towards him. "Elion! Stop the madness". He commanded.

Elion stopped in his tracks. "Pardon, your Majesty".

"You". Thalion turned to the guard. "Being her in".

The elf guard nodded and turned around to leave.

×××××××

Luna was still on the ground, being watched by Lirelle. She was feeling so weak and nauseous. She wanted to have a look around but it was difficult to keep her eyes open now.

Soon, the guard arrived with a carriage and took her with him to the palace.

In the city, everything was colored in shining, lively colors. The she-elves were working in the streets, soldiers talked to each other while enjoying drinks and children played on the streets.

They eyed her curiously as she passed near them.

Finally, the carriage driver halted and the guard got off. "Come with me". He said.

Luna got off slowly, trying to keep her balance and that's when she saw the Elven Palace.

The palace of Eldoria stood as a testament to the timeless beauty and elegance of elven architecture, nestled amidst the lush greenery of the forest. From the outside, the palace appeared as a majestic structure woven seamlessly into the natural surroundings, its graceful spires and towers reaching skyward like the branches of ancient trees.

The exterior of the palace was adorned with intricate carvings, depicting scenes from elven mythology and folklore. Vines of ivy wound their way around the walls, while colorful blooms cascaded from hanging baskets, filling the air with their sweet fragrance. Tall arched doorways led into the palace grounds, guarded by statues of elven warriors and mythical creatures.

As one entered the palace, they were greeted by a grand foyer bathed in soft, golden light filtering through stained glass windows. Marble columns rose to support the vaulted ceiling, their surfaces adorned with delicate carvings of leaves and flowers. Elaborate tapestries lined the walls, depicting scenes of elven history and culture, while intricately woven rugs covered the polished marble floors.

The main hall of the palace was a sight to behold, with its soaring ceilings and opulent furnishings. A grand staircase led up to the upper levels, its banisters adorned with finely wrought ironwork. Massive crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the room, while tall windows offered panoramic views of the surrounding forest.

Throughout the palace, lush gardens and tranquil courtyards provided peaceful retreats for contemplation and relaxation. The sounds of birdsong and trickling water filled the air, creating an atmosphere of serenity and harmony within the palace walls.

The elf guard lead Luna inside the throne room.

Elion turned around at the sounds of the doors opening. His lips curved into a small smile as he saw Luna's face.

The guard bowed and left. Luna bowed slowly. "Your Majesty". She then locked eyes with Elion. "Your Highness".

"Welcome, Luna". Thalion greeted her. "I'm sorry if the guards treated you badly".

"It's ok". Luna replied. "They were doing their jobs".

"So, you're on your mission?". Thalion asked.

"Yes, I successfully made the fallen angels believe that I'm the part of them and the news reached the Dark King. He also sent me greetings. I also learnt a lot about Darkland". She told, shifting from one foot to another.

Elion took slow steps towards her, sensing something weird.

"Very well.. you can stay in Eldoria for as long as you want.. be my guest". He said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Angel Gabriel told me to ask you to help me learn sword fighting. It might come in handy". She responded.

"Sure, my son, Elion is the Chief of the Elven Army, he will teach you himself". Thalion nodded.

"I appreciate that.. thank-". Before she could complete, her vision blurred.

"LUNA!". Elion shouted and ran at her before she could fall down. She fell into her arms, unconscious.

×××××××