Chapter 19 Dark Rituals

(Soren)

The night was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth as I made my way through the forest, my steps muffled by the dense undergrowth. The moonlight filtered through the canopy, casting a silvery glow on the path ahead. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong, a gnawing unease that had only grown since Hilda’s departure.

Her absence had left a void, a chasm of regret and unanswered questions. My betrayal had been a desperate act, driven by forces I could barely comprehend at the time. But now, as the truth began to unravel, I realized that my actions had set off a chain of events far more sinister than I could have imagined.

It had started with whispers, rumors of disappearances that didn’t add up. I didn’t feel right about King Arlo from the beginning, and not just because of his claim over Hilda. It took some investigating, but I uncovered some real information. I decided to investigate further while I waited for Hilda’s response to my message.

Mat