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Bonus Chapter: The King’s Secret Heart
A few days after Noel’s wedding, he came to see his friend – the king. Noel walked up behind him, leaning against the marble railing with a mischievous grin. "You look like you're about to fight Her Holiness all over again, brother. What’s wrong? Is the crown too heavy?"Darian sighed, adjusting his collar. "It’s not the crown, Noel. It’s Sarafina. I told her I would marry her, but now that we are in the palace together, I feel... I don't know."Noel burst out laughing, clapping Darian on the back. "You’re a legend, Darian! You conquered Azariel, but you’re scared of a girl with green eyes. You make her wait in her chambers every day while you 'study maps.' The whole palace knows you're just avoiding the big question!""I am not avoiding her!" Darian protested, his face turning red. "I just want it to be perfect.""Listen to me," Noel said, his voice dropping to a mock whisper. "Heali and I are already happily married. Jerry is off being broody, and Charles is... well, Charles is busy
Chapter 180– Birthdays, Bliss, and Bitter Blood
The sun rose over a transformed capital. Today was a day the legends had spoken of for centuries—the eighteenth birthday of Darian, the High King, and his best friend, Noel. In the past, this day was supposed to be the moment Darian gained his "peak power," but having already mastered his soul, the day was now a celebration of life rather than a quest for strength.The Great Ballroom was a sight of pure wonder. The walls were draped in gold silk, and the floor was made of polished white marble that looked like clouds.Darian stood near the altar, Charles and Heali stood to his right. They had arrived just days before from the borderlands."You did well, Darian," Charles whispered, clapping him on the shoulder. "While you were fighting the witch, Heali and I kept the peace in the West. The people there are already building statues in your honor." As for Noel, he stood on the altar acting like he was not nervousThen, the music changed to a soft, sweet melody. The heavy doors opened, a
Chapter 179– The Throne of Gold and Grace (The End)
Noel picked up another letter. "The Southern Governors say the same thing. They have already opened their granaries to the poor and are waiting for your tax collectors. They are terrified, Darian. They’ve heard that you turned Her Holiness into ash with a single breath."Darian leaned back, looking at the eagle carving on the wall. "I do not want to kill them, Noel. If they submit and treat their people well, they can keep their lands. We have had enough blood. I want to build a kingdom, not a graveyard."Noel nodded, looking relieved. "I will send the replies. They will be happy to know they get to keep their heads."The day of the coronation arrived, and the capital was more crowded than it had ever been in history. People had traveled from the Lowlands, the North, and even the recently submitted East to see the man who had broken the thousand-year winter.The ceremony took place on the high balcony overlooking the Great Square. Darian stood at the edge, looking out at a sea of face
Chapter 178– The Fire of the Golden Eagle
Her Holiness lay on the cold stone, but she did not look defeated. Suddenly, she began to shake. A horrible, dry sound came from her throat. She was laughing. It was a loud, crazy sound that echoed off the broken walls of the palace."You think you have won, little boy?" she shrieked. Her eyes were wide and full of madness. She looked at Darian with pure hatred. "I curse you! I curse your blood and your kingdom! I have lived for a thousand years, and I will be the shadow that haunts your dreams forever! You will lose everything you love, just like Fortune did!"She stood up on shaky legs, her face twisted and ugly. She began to scream ancient, dark words, trying to call upon the last of her black magic. The air around her turned cold one last time, but Darian did not flinch.Darian looked at her with pity and strength. "Your time is over, Laurel. The world does not belong to your shadows anymore."Darian stepped back and took a deep breath. He did not even need to transform fully. He
Chapter 177 – The Reclaiming of the Sky
The sky over the capital of Azariel was no longer blue; it was a swirling vortex of gold and frost, a celestial battlefield where two eras of magic collided. As the Solar Beam struck Her Holiness, the force of the impact sent a tremor through her gargantuan frame. Her grip, which had held the world in a frozen vice for a millennium, finally faltered. The crooked staff—the source of her borrowed divinity—slipped from her massive, numbed fingers.It fell like a falling mountain, whistling through the air until it slammed into the stone outskirts of the execution field. It rolled a great distance, carving a trench in the earth, the giant gem in its center flickering with a dying, erratic light.But Her Holiness was not defeated. Even without the staff, the malice in her soul was a battery of its own.“You think a stick makes me a god?” she shrieked, her voice cracking like an avalanche. “I am the winter that never ends! I am the hunger of the ice!”She crouched low, her giant hands slamm
Chapter 176 – The Reclaiming of the Sky
The sky over the capital was no longer blue. It was a mix of gold and cold white. Darian had summoned a solar beam, and as the Solar Beam hit Her Holiness, she shook. Her fingers went numb. The crooked staff—the tool she had used to rule for a thousand years—slipped from her giant hand.It fell through the air like a big mountain. It hit the ground near the execution field with a loud bang. The staff rolled away, then it resumed its normal size.But Her Holiness was not finished. She was still very angry. She looked at the staff. It was still too far away. If she were to go after it now, the golden eagle would have the chance to defeat her."You think a stick makes me a god? I have sucked up that thing for a thousand years!" she screamed. Her voice was as loud as a falling cliff. "I am the winter that never ends!"She slammed her giant hands into the dirt. Huge spikes of black ice shot out of the ground. They moved toward the sky like spears. Darian, in his giant Golden Eagle form, fl
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