The night had come by.

Time passed painfully for some, while it moved indifferently for others.
The Crimson Court stood quiet now, washed clean of blood, yet the air still remembered the screams. The cobblestones whispered of secrets that had not yet faded.

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The gloved hand, holding the pendant just as tightly as child holding their parents hands in a fare so they don't get lost.

Silverthorn was sneaking through the shadows of the Crimson Court, hoping no one would sense her presence.

She rushed to the execution platform. Where her mother and father had stood just few hours ago. Where they had been executed in the name of regicide.

"I know they can never do something like that. Never!!!" she mumbled.

She was now finally standing in front of the Crimson dais, the execution platform.

The pendant she had been holding so tightly was now glowing, signalling the presence of a magical spell cast by a moon clan's member.

She pressed the pendent, with her fingertips glowing with silvery light.

The spell broke and message was revealed. It was from the Duchess. It said-

"The true heir lives. Find what you wish to do with the truth... find what we died to protect."

The message made it clear. The Duke and the Duchess wanted her to find the true heir but also, wanted either everyone know who the heir was or no one except for her, except for them.

She remembered how the crowd seemed so happy after her parents were executed falsely.

"Hah! Those commoners grinned, even after not knowing the truth! Those lowly fools! They don't even try to know the truth!"

She remembered the last words that her father sent to her mind. 

"Moonsong".

"Dad sent it using all the mana he had left... Even knowing that speaking during daylight using that power is excruciating. He still did it. I must find the ones they died to protect."

(Senses someone coming in her direction).

"Ugh! I must clear this spell! They are here to check the platform for any magic spells already."

She cleared the spell however, she didn't have enough time to suppress the energy of the Nightwhispers. She ran to the corner and used her power UMBRAL CLOAK. The shadows consumed her presence. She vanished from sight.

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Duke Fenris comes by to check the platform for magic spells. 

"Huh. I can sense some residual cold energy... Moon Clan, no doubt. But there's no active spell. Must be leftover Nightwhisper magic."

He clears off the remaining energy and moves away.

Fenris' POV: "Tch... They didn't deserve to die for a crime they never committed. I feel guilty... Uff! Anyways, now my main concern is finding that so called surviving heir. I need to know if that's another of those damned Shadowdancers. Well, obviously that must be another Shadowdancer because the previous emperor had no child with the second empress."

"Just you wait... I'll find you—and kill you with my own hands." he mumbled

Fenris passed by her. She heard his words. 

"He must be one of my enemies," she whispered from the shadows.
"I can already sense the energy of Sun clan. However, I'll deal with him later. For now... I have to honor my parents' final wish. Until then, I hope he won't bother neither me nor my work." 

"... Wait! His eyes..."

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