Stanley's eyes locked onto the golden teakwood safe, his gaze burning with obsession.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your generosity. There's only one thing I want-the Elixir of Immortality you were buried with, the one meant to accompany you to the afterlife. With it, I can live another 100 or even 200 years!"

The term Elixir of Immortality hit the others like a truck.

It was not just Rafael and Mosby who reacted-Andrew and Chantelle froze too.

An elixir that could extend life by a century or two?

Did something that fantastical really exist?

Could it be that within the treasures of the Fallen Crimson Dynasty's royal tomb, even mythical artifacts like that were real?

thunderous. "You may have any treasure, but not the elixir. That

was your closest friend in childhood—the one who

ago, but I've held on-just to see you. As your

cold. "I've said no,

lowered his head,

don't need to be groveling to a corpse. If you ask

vel

mine, the little prince, the older brother of

would let me have everything. So I believe that even after His Majesty's

I told you! The Elixir of Immortality is a sacred relic! It cannot be given away. It belongs to the royal

dusted off his knees and smiled. "Then you're not him. For one, your voice doesn't sound right. And second, he never called me by my foreign name, Stanley. He always used my original

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