Chapter 2: The Legacy Unraveled

Rhaegor's heart clenched at Zara's question, a familiar ache stirring within him. He had spent countless hours pondering the fate of his parents, the unanswered questions gnawing at his soul like a persistent hunger.

"I do," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "But every time I ask, I'm met with silence."

Zara reached out and placed a comforting claw on his shoulder. "Maybe it's time we stop waiting for answers and start searching for them ourselves," she suggested.

Rhaegor felt a surge of determination coursing through him. Zara was right—they couldn't rely on others to uncover the truth. If they wanted answers, they would have to seek them out for themselves.

With renewed purpose, Rhaegor and Zara began their investigation, scouring the cavern for any clues that might shed light on his parents' disappearance. They pored over ancient scrolls and tomes, searching for references to the conspiracy that had engulfed their world.

But the deeper they delved, the more elusive the answers became. It was as if the truth had been deliberately obscured, hidden away by powerful forces determined to keep it buried.

Frustration gnawed at Rhaegor's resolve, but he refused to give up. He knew that the key to unraveling the mystery lay somewhere within the cavern, waiting to be discovered.

And as they continued their search, Rhaegor couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched—that unseen eyes followed their every move, waiting for the moment to strike.