Lost in a maze where tricks and lies twist the mind, Lore and I must hold onto our love before we forget it ever existed.
I thought our love was enough. That together, Lore and I could defy fate, outmaneuver curses, and carve a new future. I was wrong.
Halendor Court was waiting for us. King Tallin, with his cruel smirk and power-soaked arrogance, had already set a trap. When we stepped across his borders, he threw us into his labyrinth. Reach the end, and we'll receive the second talisman.
But the labyrinth isn't just a maze. It's a living, twisting thing, and I suspect it's alive. It's watching us. Hunting us. Contorting reality until we can't tell what's real and what's meant to break us. It steals memory, time, and reality, replacing what we know with whispers and lies that feel more real than truth. If we don't reach the end soon, it will consume us.
The labyrinth has stolen kings before. It will not claim mine.
