Chapter 10:The Kingdom We Chose
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Five Years Later
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Elyria bloomed once more.
Where once there were ruins and silence, now stood bustling markets, music echoing through restored streets, and children laughing beneath banners stitched with moonflowers.
The palace had been rebuilt with care — not in the image of the old world, but in the shape of the new. The throne room bore no single throne, but two — side by side.
For Elyria now had a King… and a Queen.
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Queen Liora of the Moonmark was beloved. Where Kael brought justice, she brought hope. Where he guarded the crown, she reminded him of its weight. Together, they ruled not by fear or tradition, but by bond.
They still walked the gardens at twilight, where silver moonflowers bloomed every night. It was said they only grew where true love had defied fate.
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Kael never forgot again.
The curse had left a scar, yes — a faint glow in his Soulmark when the moon rose. But it was no longer a wound. It was a reminder of choice. Of sacrifice.
Of love.
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On the eve of Elyria’s Festival of Stars, Liora stood by the balcony, watching lanterns float into the night sky. Kael wrapped his arms around her from behind.
“Do you ever miss who we were back then?” she asked.
He kissed her hair. “The girl who challenged fate and the prince who forgot her name? Every day. Because they’re the reason we’re standing here now.”
She turned to him, smiling.
“You remember everything now, don’t you?”
Kael nodded. “Especially this part.”
He leaned down and kissed her, slow and sure — the kind of kiss not even magic could erase.
And high above, the moon glowed bright.
Not cursed. Not tragic.
Just full of light.
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THE END
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