Elena's Flash back

The woods were my safe haven, a lush area where I could immerse myself in the maze of darkness. I turned into a ghost, a spirit lingering on the outskirts of the familiar world. The heaviness of authority burdened me, a crown I did not choose but accepted willingly.

The excitement from last night was starting to fade, overshadowed by a chilly, strategic concentration. The road forward was apparent: to strengthen my authority, to form a military force, and to transform the world to reflect my own likeness. The rogues showed great potential in the beginning, their unrefined rage was a powerful tool. However, they were a...