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Chapter 12.3. Silver Dragons.

– Elizabeth’s grandfather buried little dragon amongst its kin. A final show of respect. Prince grew up and became a king. Great king. Best tactician of his time. On his death bed he asked Elizabeth to bury him alongside his childhood friend.

Elizabeth stood before the crypt’s entrance, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. The door closed behind her with a resounding thud, sealing father within final resting place, alongside dearest friend.

The young queen took a deep breath, steeling herself against weight of grief that threatened to overwhelm senses. She turned away slowly, each step feeling heavier than last, as distance grew between self and those laid to rest beneath stone walls.

As she walked through winding tunnel, Elizabeth couldn’t help but remember days spent playing with her father – late king. But now, he was gone, and passage echoed only with footsteps of knighthood, chosen to accompany her on solemn