Bridging Worlds: Book 1 Celestoria's Time
Crescent of Release

In the dimly lit palace dungeon, the air was damp and oppressive, and Kiryo had endured hours of uncertainty and discomfort. His clothes were tattered, and his body bore the marks of his recent altercation with the guards. He winced in pain as he heard the creaking of the dungeon door swinging open, and the heavy footsteps of the guard approaching his cell.

With a jingling of keys, the guard released Kiryo from the cold metal restraints that had bound his wrists and ankles. As the restraints fell to the ground with a clatter, Kiryo’s relief was palpable. He rubbed his chafed wrists, his expression a mix of gratitude and confusion.

The guard, while not entirely unkind, spoke matter-of-factly, “The Prince pardoned you. You’re lucky. If it weren’t for the Queen’s presence, things might have turned out differently. The Prince isn’t known for pardoning those who offend him.”

Kiryo’s heart sank as he considered the implications of the guard’s words. He had been granted a reprieve, but it was clear that the Prince’s decision had not come easily. Kiryo couldn’t help but wonder about the complex dynamics within the palace and what had transpired to secure his release.

With a firm grip, the guards helped Kiryo to his feet, and he winced from the pain in his battered body. They began to lead him out of the oppressive dungeon, the flickering torches on the stone walls casting eerie shadows as they made their way through the labyrinthine passages.

Kiryo’s thoughts raced as he emerged from the darkness of the dungeon into the pale light of the palace corridors. He was grateful for his newfound freedom, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had narrowly escaped a dire fate. In the grandeur of the palace, where power and intrigue loomed large, Kiryo’s life had taken an unexpected turn, and he was keenly aware that the challenges he faced were far from over.

In the grand courtyard just beyond the palace gate, the setting sun cast a warm, golden hue on the majestic surroundings. Rosche and Eamon had finally arrived, reuniting with their companions who had been anxiously waiting. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

As they approached the group, Geran, Rosche’s brother, was the first to reach out. With a heartfelt smile, he embraced his sister, the siblings sharing a tender and joyous moment of reunion.

After a few minutes of joyful greetings and catching up, the group’s attention was drawn to the entrance of the palace gate. There, a weary and injured Kiryo appeared, holding himself up with visible effort. His clothes were still disheveled, and his face bore the signs of his recent ordeal.

Without hesitation, Rosche and Geran rushed to Kiryo’s side. Their expressions were filled with both relief and concern as they saw the state he was in. Rosche reached out and caught Kiryo gently, her worry evident.

Kiryo, though weakened and battered, managed a faint but grateful smile as he looked at Rosche. “Thank you,” he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. “I know you were the reason I was released. I wouldn’t have made it without you.”

Touched by Kiryo’s gratitude, Rosche held him close, her protective embrace providing a comforting solace. Their group had weathered a challenging day, and they knew that their bonds of friendship and loyalty were stronger than ever. In the grandeur of the palace’s courtyard, they stood together, united in their support for one another, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

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