Chapter 19
Chapter 19 - The King Who Knelt The sanctuary fell silent. No one moved. No one even dared to breathe. The sight before them defied everything history had taught. The Hollow King... The conqueror who had brought kingdoms to their knees... The immortal feared by generations... Was kneeling. Not before another king. Not before an army. But before a seventeen-year-old girl who still forgot to return library books on time. Priston would've laughed at the irony. Zanne would've quoted three ancient texts explaining why it was impossible. Neither of them were there to witness it. Fin was alone. Noctis rested his obsidian sword across both palms. The blade was unlike the Crownblade. Where Fin's weapon shimmered with starlight... His absorbed it. Its edge seemed carved from the
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