David sat back in his study chair, the morning light casting long shadows across the ancient texts sprawled out before him. The hours he had spent poring over these fragile documents had yielded more questions than answers, and the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on his mind. He could hear Mason's determined steps fading away, heading towards the dining room where Alex and Riley waited.
David leaned back, rubbing his temples. The prophecy, the power of the twins, the shadow force—everything pointed to a tumultuous future. He was no stranger to the burdens of leadership and the necessity of protecting those under his care, but this felt different. This was his family.
"David?" a soft voice called from the doorway.
He turned to see Queen Luna Beatrice standing there, concern etch
