Amelia's heart was pounding as she exchanged glances with Kaelen. The air moved with tension, and the shadows in the corner of the room seemed to deepen, as if they were alive, waiting for the right moment to strike.

"Stay close to me!" ordered Kaelen, moving towards the door with determined steps.

Amelia followed him, her instincts screaming at her to be careful. They had faced Shadow before, but this time it felt different. The darkness felt so heavy, a tangible presence pressing against her chest.

Stepping into the dimly lit corridor, the sound of vibration subsided, leaving an eerie silence behind Amelia. The flickering torches cast long shadows that danced on the stone walls, and Amelia couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched.

"What do you think it is?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Kaelen was silent, his brow furrowed in concentration. "This could be a warning. The Shadow has minions serving him. They may be closer than we think."

Amelia's mind raced with possibilities. She had heard stories of Shadow's minions, dark creatures that lived in darkness, feeding on fear and despair. "What should we do?"

"We need to find the Oracle's chamber," Kaelen replied, his tone firm. "There, you can access ancient texts and uncover the secrets of your powers. This is our best chance to prepare for what is to come."

Amelia nodded, determination flooding her veins. She had always felt a connection to the Oracle's legacy, a sense of duty to protect the world. But now, with Shadow in sight, that duty seemed heavier than ever.

The two walked down the castle's winding corridors, each step echoing in the silence. As they approached the Oracle's room, the air grew colder, and a foreboding feeling came over them. Kaelen opened the heavy wooden door, revealing a room filled with ancient artifacts and scrolls, illuminated by a soft, ethereal light.

Amelia stepped inside, her eyes widening at the sight. The walls were lined with shelves of thick, dusty books, each a storehouse of knowledge waiting to be uncovered.

In the center of the room stood a pedestal, upon which sat a glittering crystal ball-the Eye of the Oracle.

"This is it," Kaelen said, his voice filled with awe. "The Eye of the Oracle holds the wisdom of the ages. It will guide us in our fight against The Shadow."

Amelia approached the orb, her heart pounding. As she reached out to touch it, waves of flowing energy filled her with warmth and clarity. Images flashed before her eyes-of battles fought, sacrifices made, and the darkness that threatened to consume everything.

"Focus, Amelia. Let the vision come to you. We need to understand what we are about to face." Kaelen urged, his hand resting gently on Amelia's shoulder

Taking a deep breath, Amelia closed her eyes and surrendered to the flow of energy. The vision intensified, revealing a glimpse of Shadow's lair, a twisted fortress shrouded in darkness. She saw his minions, strange creatures with sunken eyes and jagged teeth, lurking in the shadows, awaiting their master's orders.

He saw himself-standing tall, holding a strength that radiated like sunlight. It was a vision of hope, a reminder that she was not alone in this struggle.

As her vision faded, Amelia opened her eyes, breathing heavily. "We must gather allies," she said, her voice steady. "We cannot face Shadow alone."

Kaelen nodded, his expression firm. "We need support from other worlds. A Council of Elders must be formed."

Amelia felt a surge of determination. "Then let's do it. We'll mobilize everyone we can. We'll show Shadow that we won't back down."

With a plan forming in Amelia's mind, Kaelen began collecting ancient texts, looking for spells and strategies that could help them in the upcoming battle. Hours passed as they perused the scrolls, their minds racing with possibilities.

But as they worked, a sense of urgency gnawed at Amelia. The darkness was still out there, and time was running out. They needed to act quickly.

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed throughout the castle, followed by the sound of footsteps-heavy and deliberate. Kaelen's head snapped up, his eyes wide with worry.

"They've found us," he said, his voice low and fierce. "We must defend that room."

Amelia felt the adrenaline rush. She had trained for moments like this, but nothing could have prepared her for the reality of facing Shadow's henchmen. "What should we do?" she asked, her heart pounding.

Kaelen drew his sword, the blade glinting in the dim light. "We must fight. We used to protect the Oracle's Eye at all costs."

As the door opened, a swarm of shadowy figures entered the room, their eyes glowing with malice. Amelia's instincts kicked in, and she summoned the energy within her, feeling the Oracle's power surge through her veins.

"Stay behind me!" shouted Kaelen as he lunged forward to meet the first wave of attackers.

Amelia focused, channeling her energy into the barrier that enveloped them both. The minions crashed into her, their growls echoing in the room. She could feel the darkness pressing in on her, but she remained steadfast, drawing strength from the Oracle's legacy.

"Keep them away!" cried Kaelen, his sword slicing through the air as he fought the creatures. We need to buy time to access the spell!

Amelia concentrated, her heart pounding as she fought the currents of darkness. With each pulse of energy, she felt the barrier strengthen, pushing the minions away from them. But she knew it wouldn't last forever.

"Kaelen, I can't hold it much longer!" she cried out, her voice strained.

"Just a little more!" he urged, his resolve unwavering. "We're almost there!

As the battle progressed, Amelia felt a twinge of doubt. What if they weren't strong enough? What if The Shadow's darkness wiped them all out? But then she remembered her visions-the power within her, the light that could dispel shadows.

Amelia focused on the Oracle Eye, tapping into its energy. She could feel the ancient magic flowing through her, strengthening her power. "I won't let you take this from us!" she exclaimed, her voice sounding defiant.

The barrier shimmered brighter, and with a surge of power, Amelia released a wave of light that swept across the room, scattering the minions like leaves in a storm. They screamed in rage, retreating into the shadows as the light enveloped the room.

Kaelen turned to her, his eyes widening in awe. "You did it, Amelia! You pushed them back!"

But before they could celebrate, a cold laugh echoed through the room, sending chills down Amelia's spine. "Foolish children," a voice taunted, smooth and sinister. "You think you can beat me that easily?"

From the shadows emerged The Shadow himself, cloaked in darkness, his eyes glowing with hatred. The air grew heavy with fear as he stepped forward, an evil grin spreading across his face.

"You've only just begun to understand the power I possess," he sneered. "And now, you will pay the price for your insubordination."

Amelia's heart skipped a beat as she faced the embodiment of darkness. She could feel the enormity of the man's presence, the threat he posed to everything she held dear. Yet she also felt the power of the Oracle within her, a glimmer of hope that could not be extinguished.

"We will not retreat," she said, her voice steady despite the fear creeping into her. "We will fight for our world."

Shadow's laughter echoed throughout the room, a sound that chilled her to the bone. "Then let the games begin," he said, and with a wave of his hand, the shadow came forward once more.

One week after the incident at the old kasil. Amelia felt her stomach ache a little. She was now three months pregnant, and although it wasn't big yet, it was already protruding.

"Amelia, you'd better rest a lot for a while because you look so tired," Elara said with concern.

"Okay." Amelia closed the book she had gotten from the oracle's room.

Amelia left the reading room, the woman walked to the room next to Anya's.

Just as Amelia was about to open the door to her room, Anya came out of the room.

Their gazes met. "Are you satisfied that you have taken Kaelen's attention?"

"Sorry, didn't your husband tell you what really happened before, Anya." Amelia closed the door to her room again.

"Remember well Amelia. Only my son will be the heir to this pack!" Anya said in a growled voice.

Amelia took a deep breath, honestly feeling guilty for Anya. Because of her presence, the woman felt threatened.

"Anya." Amelia looked at Anya's face which was so full of hatred.

"I'm warning you, Amelia! The child in your womb will feel what I feel right now," Anya threatened and then quickly walked towards the stairs.

Amelia just stared at Anya's back with a bitter look." I'm sorry Anya."

Amelia would talk to Kaelen that this time she would return to her realm alone, honestly there was fear of threats from Anya.

Amelia sat on the edge of the bed, feeling her heart beating fast.

Anya's threats rang in her ears, making her feel trapped in a power play she never wanted.

She rubbed her small belly, feeling the life growing inside as she whispered softly trying to calm herself."

I will protect you."

Outside, the sound of the wind rustled gently, as if trying to comfort a restless heart. Amelia knew that her situation was getting complicated. Kaelen, her husband, was a good man, but was caught in a conflict between two women who wanted a place in his heart.

She didn't want to be the cause of division between them, but also couldn't ignore the fact that her child deserved to live and grow up without threat.

After a moment's reflection, Amelia decided to find Kaelen. She needed to talk to her husband, explain her feelings, and ask for support. With steady steps, she left her room and made her way to the living room.

There, she found Kaelen sitting on the sofa, looking tired but still handsome with a serious gaze.

"Kaelen," Amelia called, her voice trembling. Kaelen turned his head, and his smile grew at the sight of her.

However, the smile soon faded when he saw the worried expression on Amelia's face.

"What's wrong, darling?" asked Kaelen, standing up and approaching.

Amelia could feel the sincerity in his voice, but the image of Anya still haunted her mind.

"I... I want to talk about Anya," Amelia said quietly, avoiding Kaelen's gaze.

She found it hard to express her feelings, but knew it was important.

Kaelen nodded, his face turning serious. "What do you want to say?"

Amelia took a deep breath. "He threatened me, Kaelen. She said my son would feel what Anya felt. I don't want our child to be caught up in this conflict."

Kaelen was silent for a moment, digesting Amelia's words. "Anya is in an emotional state. She felt threatened, and that made her act like that. But I won't let anyone hurt either of you."

"What if she does?" Amelia asked, her voice shaking. "I don't want our child to grow up in fear."

Kaelen approached, took Amelia's hand and grasped it tightly. "I promise to protect you. We will face this together. I won't let Anya control your lives."

Amelia felt a little calm at Kaelen's promise, but fear still loomed in her heart. "But, Kaelen... what are we going to do if Anya keeps threatening?"

"First of all, I need to talk to Anya and explain that our child has nothing to set her aside. She needs to understand that love cannot be forced," Kaelen replied firmly.

Amelia nodded, although her heart was still in doubt. "Alright, we can try. But I feel so tired, Kaelen. I just want a quiet life for my son."

Kaelen pulled Amelia into his arms, giving her a much-needed sense of security. "We'll get that peace, dear. Together."

After a few moments in the embrace, Amelia felt a little better. However, Anya's threat was still looming.

Amelia and Kaelen decided to talk to Anya. They knew that this was a risky move, but for the sake of love and family, they had to do it.

Amelia looked at Kaelen, and in that gaze, she found hope. I don't know since when did her heart skip a beat when her husband's piercing eyes looked at her?

Kaelen knew there was still something lingering in Amelia's heart, but he waited for her to tell him.

The next morning Kaelen met Anya, honestly feeling guilty because since Amelia's arrival. He began to pay less attention to his partner.

Anya had given birth to a child for him, Kenzo was a handsome figure. However, he had an arrogant attitude just like his mother, Anya.

Kaelen slowly knocked on the room that was usually occupied by himself and Anya before Amelia's arrival.

"Anya, can I come in?" Kaelen knocked again, but there was no answer.

Slowly the big hand turned the door handle. Kaelen entered and at the same time Anya came out of the bathroom.

"My king," greeted Anya smiling because her husband finally came first.

Anya would not waste this rare opportunity. The woman immediately approached Kaelen and immediately jumped up to hug the figure she missed so much.

Kaelen smiled slightly, this was what the man liked when he met his wife.

"My king did you miss me?"

Kaelen lifted Anya's body towards the bed and he sat with Anya on his lap. "I have something to ask you. It's about Amelia."

Anya's body instantly stiffened, her heart beating fast. Slowly she got off her husband's lap, but Kaelen's hands quickly held her down.