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The Chosen One: Flames of Sorcery

It begins with King Aric, the just and honorable monarch of the powerful kingdom of Evaria. He leads a disciplined life, but his heart is restless, for he has fallen in love with his beautiful maid, Alia. Despite the risks, they indulge in an affair that results in a pregnancy. The King is unaware of this, but Queen Nadia, his wife, discovers the truth about Alia and her unborn child. Queen Nadia is a powerful sorceress, who has long harbored dark secrets and ambitions. She practices dark magic and is in league with a malevolent entity Dagon that seeks to enslave the world. The news of the pregnancy enrages her, for she believes the child in Alia's womb is a threat to her plans. She unleashes her powers on Alia, but the maid manages to escape with the help of a shape-shifter named Kael. Kael reveals to Alia that she is carrying a special child, who will be known as the Chosen One. He will possess immense powers and be destined to save the world from an impending doom. But first, he must be protected and his identity kept secret from the agents of evil, who will stop at nothing to destroy him. Thus begins Alia's perilous journey, as she traverses the kingdom, seeking refuge, while evading the Queen's henchmen. As Alia races to protect her son, The Chosen One, the Queen amasses her forces, unleashing dark magic and creatures upon the land. The kingdom plunges into chaos, as battles rage, and the fate of humanity hangs in the balance. And in the end, the Chosen One must face his ultimate challenge, as he confronts the evil being that seeks to enslave him and the world. Will Alia succeed in protecting the Chosen One and help him in fulfilling his destiny? Or will the Queen and her dark master triumph, plunging the world into an age of darkness and misery? Find out in "The Chosen One's Journey", a tale of magic, love, betrayal, and redemption.

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Chapter 28: Different emotions on both ends

Alia made her way into the nearby village market, a routine she followed every so often to restock their food supplies. Despite the passage of many years, she remained cautious, shrouded in a concealing cloak, unwilling to take any chances of being recognized.

As she approached a bustling vegetable stall, her attention unwittingly gravitated toward the conversation between two men also awaiting their turn with the stall owner.

"It's about time we had a proper King in these parts. That Queen hasn't done a thing for us," one of the men exclaimed, his discontent clear.

"But let's not forget that the Queen's son is next in line for the throne," the other man countered.

"I'd welcome just about anyone over that woman," the first man vehemently stated.

"Then you're a fool." His companion shot back.