“What do you think it mean?” Princess Elara whispered to her older brother, Prince Peregrin as they stared at the strange, glowing inscription that had appeared on the wall of a hidden room in their family castle.

Prince Peregrin, his brow furrowed in concentration lightly traced the ancient runes with his finger. “It’s in the old tongue.” He murmured, his voice echoing sligthly in the dimly lit chamber. “ It’s says something about an awakening.”

Elara felt a shiver run down her spine at her brother’s words, “but what could it be referring to? Could it be a warning?” She asked him her eyes wide with excitement and a hint of fear. The air in the room had grown thick with anticipation, the very stones seeming to hum with a newfound vitality.

Peregrin studied the inscription for a monent longer before turning to her, “ We must inform Father and Mother immediately,” he said his voice firm, “ This could be a sign that something significant is about to happen.”

Elara nodded her head at him