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[Scene: Forest Beyond Whitefall – Night – Campfire crackling]

FX: Gentle flames. Crickets. Cold wind in the trees. 🔥🌲

[Visual: Elara sits near the fire, arms wrapped around her knees. Her silver hair glows in the moonlight. Her armor is cracked, but her eyes burn steady.]

[Kaelith] (off-screen, sharpening his sword):

"You should sleep."

[Elara] (quietly):

"I'm afraid to."

Elara (thinking):

"Every time I close my eyes, I feel that final lock… trying to break."

[Kaelith] (walking over, sits beside her):

"You fought well. You saved Whitefall."

[Elara] (bitter smile):

"Whitefall survived. I just made another enemy stronger."

[Scene: Tree Line — Sudden rustling in the dark]

FX: TWIG SNAP — WHOOSH!

Kaelith draws his blade instantly.

[Kaelith]:

"Who's there?"

A man steps from the trees — tall, lean, black cloak swirling, and eyes like molten gold. No sword. No armor. But the air bends around him with pressure.

[Mysterious Man]:

"No need for blades, Lord Kaelith. I'm not your enemy. Not yet."

[Elara] (rises slowly):

"…You feel like royalty."

[The man removes his hood — short silver-blond hair, a scar over his right brow.]

[Mysterious Man]:

"You feel correctly. I'm Prince Auren Thalor. The exiled heir."

FX: Wind gust — fire flares briefly. 🔥🌬️

[Scene: Campfire — All three sit across from each other]

[Auren]:

"My brother Lucien — the one chasing you — rules through fear and control. But it's not just about the throne anymore. He wants what's inside you."

Elara (thinking):

"He doesn't look like Lucien… but he speaks like he's seen war."

[Auren]:

"I offer you something no one else will. Not protection. Not sanctuary."

"I offer you alliance. I want to overthrow the Crown. And I want you to help me do it."

[Kaelith] (skeptical):

"Why now?"

[Auren]:

"Because the longer she stays on the run, the closer she gets to breaking that final seal."

He looks at Elara, serious.

[Auren]:

"When it breaks, Elara… you won't just bend fate. You'll destroy it."

[Visual: Elara's mark glows faintly — the flame-circle sigil on her chest]

Elara (thinking):

"I'm not sure what scares me more… the Crown chasing me… or what I'll become when they stop."

[Auren] (calmly):

"I want a world where relics like you don't have to run. Where people like Kaelith aren't forced to carry bloodlines they hate."

[Kaelith] (quietly):

"I like you even less now."

[Elara] (finally speaking):

"If I agree… I become the weapon of another prince."

[Auren]:

"No. You become the blade that cuts the throne itself."

Elara (thinking):

"I could end it… all the pain, the fear, the chasing. But… at what cost?"

[Sudden vision — flash of the future]

FX: Flash

[Visual: Elara on a battlefield. The world burning. Her blade raised toward the sky — alone.]

Unknown voice (echoing):

"When the forge awakens, kingdoms fall."

[Scene returns – silence between the three]

Elara looks between Kaelith and Auren.

[Elara]:

"Give me one reason I shouldn't walk away."

[Auren]:

"Because if you don't choose the future… Lucien will force it on everyone."

[Scene: Night fades into dawn — soft pink light on their faces]

Elara stands.

[Elara]:

"I'll help you reach the throne."

She looks at Kaelith.

[Elara]:

"But I won't belong to it."

Kaelith nods once, firmly.

[Final Scene: Auren steps back into the trees, his voice low.]

[Auren]:

"Then prepare, Lady of the Soulforge."

He disappears into the woods.

[Auren's voice (echoing)]:

"Because once you walk this path… there is no going back."

🌙 TO BE CONTINUED…