King's Command

It's been some weeks since my first encounter with King Charles and I've found that in these days following that event, there have been some... changes. My once recurring nightmare, that horrid vision of my family home burning with me inside, has slowly been fading from me and in its place I find myself sat in a dark empty room. Beside me stood a small table with my journal but its pages as empty as the room itself, and across from me a large iron door clad in locks and chains, covered in claw marks and silver inlays of feathers, wings and corvids. Atop this massive door, with a sickly grin and tired eyes, sat King Charles with his fiery gaze burning deep into my core. Perched and sat, and nothing more.
 
For what felt like eternity, we sat there staring at each other, studying the other, and every dream was always this way. Every dream, until that night. After training in Caram's gym, I felt different and once I slept, in my dream King Charles spoke to me. In his old, raspy voice he spoke unto, "Find me and find the key. Kill me, and learn the truth". Over and over he repeated this, dream after dream his grin grew wider and his gaze more intense. There was no sense of dread, no terror, but I felt that something was off.
 
I went to visit Thaddeus in Dyad's library in search of some answers but so far all we've found were children's books and folktales about the King and his Murder. Hopefully, we'll find something more concrete soon....