Kiara had her limp body carried inside the mossy cave by the maid she had chosen to be her confidant.

"Hold on my lady. We are almost there. "

The poor thing kept reassuring.

But Kiara was in no stare to share her care. They were both doomed. Both knew none of them would leave that cave alive. Yet they had to do what needed to be done. The Heir was very important to the King.

Kiara tangled the Vines of Youth in both her hands, drawing a few more drops of strength from them.

They were inside the Eternal Cave. It was a one way route. But that was...