Bridging Worlds: Book 1 Celestoria's Time
Mourning in Celestoria

The great Kingdom of Celestoria was draped in a heavy shroud of mourning. The once vibrant city was now a somber place as its people gathered in the heart of the kingdom for a funeral that would determine the fate of the realm. The sky, which had once been a vibrant blue, was now clouded over, casting an ominous pallor over the mourners.

King Altair, the beloved monarch of Celestoria, lay in state, surrounded by a sea of flickering candles and a breathtaking display of white roses, his gravely wounded body finally at rest. He had ruled the kingdom with wisdom and kindness, earning the unwavering love of his subjects.

Altair’s children, Prince Oberon and Prince Draven, stood solemnly beside their father’s casket, their eyes heavy with grief. Queen Melisandre, their mother, stood with them, her regal bearing concealing the immense sorrow in her heart. Dukes, nobles, and other members of the court gathered, their attire swathed in black, in somber tribute to their fallen king.

The mausoleum’s grand doors were adorned with golden trim, symbolizing the glory of their kingdom, but today, they were sealed shut, serving as a stark reminder of the rivalry that simmered beneath the surface.

As the mourners paid their respects, Prince Oberon and Prince Draven exchanged discreet glances, their rivalry hidden from the prying eyes of the citizens. They knew that open discord during this time of mourning would not serve the kingdom well.

As the funeral ceremony concluded, the brothers discreetly gathered supporters among the nobility. Their competition for the throne remained veiled, but tension simmered beneath the facade of unity.

Queen Melisandre, caught in the middle of her sons’ ambitions, tried to mediate their disputes behind closed doors. “My sons, your rivalry threatens to undermine the stability of our kingdom. This is a time for mourning and unity, not for power struggles.”

Oberon and Draven nodded in agreement, but their ambitions remained unyielding. Each was determined to ascend to the throne and shape the kingdom’s future according to his own vision.

As the citizens of Celestoria mourned the loss of their beloved king, they remained unaware of the silent power struggle unfolding within the royal family. The prophecy of the dark entity and the broken seals, while concerning, had to take a backseat to the rivalry that threatened to divide the kingdom from within.

Oberon and Draven continued their discreet maneuvering, each attempting to garner support and influence key figures within the kingdom. The citizens, unaware of the simmering tension at the royal court, hoped for a peaceful transition of power and the continuation of the prosperous era that King Altair had presided over.

The fate of Celestoria hung in the balance, not only due to the prophecy of the dark entity but also because of the power struggle silently raging between the two royal brothers. The future of the kingdom remained uncertain, and its citizens could only hope for a resolution that would bring stability and prosperity once more. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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