Crystalline Chamber of Silence…
In a hurry, Princess Nyara, walked beside her elder brother Varun. His frame was tall, regal, adorned in ocean jade armor, a short trident strapped to his back and an eternal chill glinting in his aquamarine eyes.
The hallway before them glowed with faint blue runes, and the temperature had suddenly dropped—a sign that something within the chamber had shifted.
They had sensed the divine barrier pulsing erratically, and that was a cause for alarm.
This chamber, guarded and sealed for over a decade, was the most sacred part of the Sea Ancestral Temple, even hidden from many within their clan. It lay adjacent to their private quarters—not by coincidence.
Within it slumbered the First Princess of the Naga Clan, Princess Neela, their elder sister, sealed within a cryo-coffin of crystalline moon ice, dreaming an unending dream as she recovered from a curse cast upon her a century ago.
But today… the sacred seal had fractured.
