Pax Carta: Quest for the Lost Queens.

Chapter 2: The Journey Begins

The Masked Haven bustled with activity as the kings of Pax Carta and their trusted allies prepared for their daunting journey. In separate rooms, each kingdom made its final arrangements, consulting with their Jacks and Aces, discussing strategies, and ensuring they were well-equipped for the challenges ahead.

In the Red Hearts Kingdom's room, King Truffle spoke earnestly with Jack Taffy and Ace Flan. "We must be prepared for anything. The journey will be long and treacherous, but we will find Queen Ginger and bring her back." Taffy nodded, checking his gear, while Flan's eyes burned with determination.

Across the hall, King Jasper of the Red Diamonds Kingdom conferred with Jack Spinel and Ace Ruby. "Spinel believes the Golden Pocket Watch is in the Whispering Woods. We must rely on her knowledge and intuition." Spinel gave a confident nod, while Ruby sharpened her weapon, ready for whatever lay ahead.

In the Black Clovers Kingdom's room, King Rowan discussed their plans with Jack Holly and Ace Ash. "Holly, Ash, your skills will be crucial. Stay vigilant, and remember, we're in this together." Holly's usual brightness was dimmed, her thoughts haunted by recent events, while Ash's resolve remained steadfast.

Finally, King Lance of the Black Spades Kingdom strategized with Jack Archer and Ace Dagger. "This mission requires precision and strength. Stay sharp and be ready for anything." Archer and Dagger exchanged determined glances, their loyalty unwavering.

Once preparations were complete, the groups gathered outside. Two sturdy carriages awaited them, loaded with supplies. They boarded, and with a final nod to the Neutrality Kingdom's castle, they set off on their journey. The carriages rolled through the scenic countryside, making stops in small villages where they gathered information and supplies, and occasionally camping out under the stars in tents.

As they approached the eerie boundaries of the Whispering Woods, a sense of unease settled over them. The ancient forest loomed ahead, its twisted trees casting long, shadowy fingers over the landscape. Ghostly eyes seemed to watch from the darkness, heightening their apprehension. Just a foot away from the woods, they decided to set up camp for the night.

Sitting around the campfire, they shared stories and discussed their plans. Ruby, her eyes reflecting the dancing flames, mentioned, "There is a guardian that protects this place. We should be cautious." The group nodded, understanding the unspoken warning.

Holly, usually the light of their group, had grown noticeably quieter. She was haunted by visions of Seven holding the ruby-encrusted rose and the image of Queen Onyx disappearing into the portal. She kept her fears to herself, not wanting to burden the others.

As the night deepened, they retreated to their tents, each lost in their own thoughts and worries. The flickering fire cast shadows that danced around the camp, a reminder of the trials they faced. Despite their fears, they found solace in their unity and determination.

Under the watchful gaze of the Whispering Woods, the group fell into an uneasy sleep, their dreams filled with the promise of the journey ahead and the hope of reuniting their queens.