Chapter 151 : Hestia’s Lair

*Jared*

King Xander sent me an order to gather a team and clear out the Dark Forest.

I got Archer and Brandt together, along with many of my most trusted warriors, and we headed into the forest.

It was supposedly where Hestia's lair was, but all the searching we'd done in the forest before her death led to absolutely nothing.

Xander hoped that this time, it would be different. If nothing else, we could get rid of any lingering rogues or witches that were still hanging around, hopeful for Hestia's return.

The Dark Forest was crowded with old, thick trees that groaned in the wind.

My heart raced as I stepped onto the path. The air felt so close and heavy between the trees. I felt like there was a weight crushing down on me. The canopy was so dense that hardly any light got through, making the forest dark and eerie.

I had no idea what to expect within the forest. There was dark magic there, and rumors of terrifying beasts.

I could tell that my men were tense. Whenever the wind rustled dry leaves or a gnarled, twisted tree trunk groaned, they whipped around, brandishing their weapons.

Thick vines twisted around the tree trunks, making them look deformed, and some of them even looked like hunched-over people in the distance.

The shadows started playing tricks on us within seconds.

“Jared, there's a clearing up ahead," Archer spoke.

We all froze. His voice sounded so loud and harsh in the quiet, creepy forest.

“We'll start there, even if just to get a glimpse of sunlight. It might take the edge off." I nodded and took the lead, heading down the path to the clearing.

If I thought my mind would ease from entering the clearing, I was sorely mistaken....

Rising up from the center of the clearing was a tall, dark tower that blocked out the sun. It was a single spire, rising up into the sky, made of black stone. There was one door and no windows that I could see.

I tilted my head back and could barely see the top of the tower in the glare of the sun.

“This wasn't here before," I murmured, feeling my brows furrow.

What horrors were hidden in this tower?

“This must be Hestia's lair," Archer suggested.

I nodded and walked up the steps to the door. I knocked, and a loud echo rippled through the inside of the tower.

“It's possible that Hestia cloaked it with her magic, so we couldn't see it before."

“Killing her broke the spell," Archer continued.

“Everyone, on guard. This tower could be booby-trapped. Expect anything!" I ordered.

The men quickly took up a perimeter around the tower and stood at the ready.

“If her cloaking magic is gone, any protection spells she cast might be too," Archer pointed out.

“I'm not taking any chances. It doesn't take magic to put in booby traps and protect a secret lair."

I reached for the doorknob but Archer stopped me.

“Let me."

for some strange trap to trigger. I was ready to pull Archer out of the way in a second

door creaked open, loudly, sending another echoing sound through

a step back and held the hilt

stopped. Nothing jumped out

safe,"

you come with me." I pointed to several

into the tower

alert. Don't touch anything. If you find something

nodded and spread

headed to the left where the main entryway opened

were a few rooms on the first floor and then a spiral staircase that went all the way up through the tower. It

the first floor first before

Brandt called to

his voice to another chamber. It was lit up

a mound of moonstones. They shimmered in the dim light… so many moonstones of all shapes and sizes

so many moonstones,"

the room and found an old grimoire splayed open

to the capital," I suggested

men packed up the moonstones, I flipped through the ancient pages. Most of it was written in another language. I recognized a few words that indicated this book held all the dark secrets of Hestia and

the book that I

Hestia's bloodline, showing

entries in the family tree,

alone here

“What do you mean?"

wail filled

cry echoed through the tower, a blood curdling scream. It

knew that kind of

I nodded to a cobweb-covered tapestry on the wall. “There's something

and I tore the tapestry down, revealing a

more than five and six years old, were wrapped in

grimoire in my hands. The children had wide, terrified eyes, their skin pale and sickly. They didn't look well, but they

they?"

grimoire again. “They're

need to get them out of here." I snapped to two

children up and

men and finish getting all this packed up. I want it shipped to the palace. Stay alert and let me

I'll meet you back at the

to get the children back to the castle

needed to be seen by a healer and nursed back to health. Or… their danger

we traveled back to the castle with the children, a

was going to

first instinct was to protect them and get the proper care. But was that the right thing to do? Were they dangerous? What kind of dark powers did they have? Did Hestia pass her

these children had to be treated with

for what they might do? Should

the right

had a chance to think of who their father might

to the

bring Hestia's children back to

Well, word traveled fast.

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