Discovering Angbotain The beginnings - book 1

CHAPTER XIV

The sun rose above the horizon, casting a warm glow upon the forest as Raziel called Angel and Jacob to his side. Jillian and Louie remained nestled in their tents, still lost in the embrace of sleep. Raziel's voice carried a sense of urgency as he shared his plan with Angel and Jacob.

"Angel, Jacob, we must make our way to Hurum's castle to search for Oliver," Raziel said, his tone firm yet filled with concern. "Time is of the essence, and we cannot afford to delay any longer."

Angel and Jacob exchanged determined glances, their hearts filled with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. They knew that their journey to Hurum's castle would be fraught with danger, but they were willing to face any obstacle to save their friend.

Raziel summoned a powerful gust of wind, causing the surrounding trees to sway in response. The siblings watched in awe as the wind lifted them off the ground, carrying them effortlessly through the air towards the towering fortress that loomed on the horizon.

As they approached Hurum's castle, their eyes widened at the sight before them. The castle stood tall and imposing, its dark stone walls reaching towards the sky. Turrets and battlements adorned its exterior, giving it an air of ancient power and mystery.

The siblings landed gracefully in the courtyard, their eyes scanning the grand entrance. Massive wooden doors, etched with intricate carvings depicting mythical creatures and scenes of battle, beckoned them forward. With a deep breath, they crossed the threshold and stepped into the heart of the castle.

The grand foyer welcomed them with its opulence. Tapestries adorned the walls, depicting epic battles and legendary heroes. Chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, casting a warm glow upon the marble floors. The air was heavy with the scent of old books and history.

Jacob's eyes widened as he took in the sight. "This place is incredible. It feels like stepping into a different world."

Angel nodded in agreement, her voice filled with awe. "Indeed, the castle holds an air of ancient power. We must proceed with caution."

Raziel's voice broke the silence, his words carrying a sense of urgency. "We must split up and search every corner of this vast castle. Oliver's life depends on us."

The siblings nodded, their determination unwavering. They ventured deeper into the castle, their footsteps echoing through the empty corridors. Each room they entered revealed a new facet of Hurum's domain.

In the dining hall, a long table stretched before them, adorned with ornate chairs and golden cutlery. The room spoke of lavish feasts and grand gatherings, but now it lay empty, its grandeur faded.

Jillian's voice filled the silence, her words tinged with sadness. "This hall must have once been filled with laughter and joy. Now, it lies dormant, a relic of a forgotten era."

As they moved through the castle, they stumbled upon the library, a treasure trove of knowledge. Rows upon rows of ancient tomes lined the shelves, their leather bindings worn with age. The scent of old parchment filled the air, as if the books themselves whispered forgotten tales.

Louie's eyes sparkled with curiosity as he perused the shelves. "Imagine the stories contained within these pages. We could spend a lifetime unraveling the secrets of this library."

In the throne room, the siblings stood in awe of the majestic sight before them. A grand throne, adorned with gold and velvet, sat at the far end of the room, commanding attention and respect. The walls were lined with suits of armor, a testament to Hurum's power and the warriors who served him.

Angel's voice trembled with a mix of fear and determination. "Hurum's presence lingers in this room. We must remain vigilant."

As they explored the castle, they discovered hidden passages and secret chambers, each holding its own mysteries. In one chamber, they found a room filled with ancient artifacts and mystical objects. Crystals glimmered with ethereal light, and ancient scrolls whispered forgotten incantations. The room seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy, filling the siblings with a sense of awe and reverence.

Jacob's voice filled with wonder. "This chamber holds ancient magic. It's as if the very essence of the castle resides here."

In another chamber, they stumbled upon a laboratory filled with bubbling potions and intricate alchemical equipment. The air was thick with the scent of herbs and arcane substances. Shelves lined with jars containing mysterious ingredients hinted at the dark arts practiced within these walls.

Jillian's voice held a mix of curiosity and caution. "These experiments must have been part of Hurum's nefarious plans. We must be careful not to disturb anything."

As they ventured deeper into the castle, they encountered Hurum's personal quarters. The room was adorned with luxurious furnishings, from a plush canopy bed to a grand writing desk. The walls were adorned with portraits of Hurum himself, his eyes seemingly following their every move.

Louie's voice filled with determination. "Hurum's quarters hold clues to his true nature. We must search every inch of this room."

Just as they were about to continue their search, a distant noise caught their attention. It was the sound of approaching footsteps echoing through the corridors. Hurum's warriors were closing in.

Raziel's voice cut through the tension, his voice filled with urgency. "Quickly, we must find a place to hide. We cannot risk being discovered."

The siblings quickly found refuge in a hidden alcove, their hearts pounding with anticipation. They watched as Hurum's warriors passed by, their armor gleaming in the dim light. The siblings held their breath, praying that their presence would go unnoticed.

Once the coast was clear, they resumed their search, their determination unwavering. They combed through every room, every hidden passage, in their quest to find Oliver. Their bond grew stronger with each step, their shared goal fueling their resilience.

Minutes turned into hours as they tirelessly scoured the castle. Their determination never wavered, even as exhaustion threatened to overtake them. They refused to give up, knowing that Oliver's life depended on their success.

Finally, in the depths of the castle, they stumbled upon a hidden dungeon. The air grew heavy with despair as they descended into the darkness, their hearts filled with a mix of hope and dread.