Fabian's POV. The battle had ended. In my opinion, it did. The eerie silence that had once enveloped the sounds of battle, steel and death was now completely gone. Wind whispered about the past struggle, brushing against the blood-soaked earth. The weight of the moment was too much to articulate. Victory was a relief, but it left void. What could have been hoped for? From the brink of battle, I gazed upon those ruins. Scattered across the ground, earth warmed by shattered grass and scorched by fire. Friend and foe, silent witnesses to the madness that had just occurred, lay scattered. The kingdom had achieved victory, but what was the price tag? I witnessed Seraphina standing next to me, her tiredness and sorrow covering her face. But just like everyone else, she was heartbroken. I couldn't quite put into words, "Is it over yet?Looked back at her with a heavy heart. Our collective experience of death, betrayal, and pain was unique. The aftermath of this conflict left us with a fe
Seraphina's POV. The sky had disappeared, a dark and oppressive color that seemed to shatter the light above it.My own earth was sobbing, its skin shattered and scarred by the interminable war. Many had paid the price for their defiance as the war had persisted for an extended period. There was one last opportunity for us to fight in the midst of all this destruction. The last stand. The contest that would bring about the kingdom's triumph. My eyes were fixed ahead, sword in hand, and I stood on the battlefield. I witnessed Fabian standing with his face down and shoulders, unable to show any signs of injury or fatigue. Sharpened eyes were the same as mine, indicating the burning desire inside him.We had experienced a terrible situation before, but now, at this very moment, it was all about death. Their leader, who was both mysterious and dangerous, had assembled among the rogue forces. They left. But when they came back, it was clear they were here to finish us off.I was torn up
Fabian's POVIt was the moment everyone awaited. The kingdom's future was uncertain. The conflict began with the roar of war breaking through the sky. Each person, nation, and creature in the realm had endured countless hardships to reach this place. Fabian stood on the blood-soaked earth and felt the entire mass of it pressing down on his chest. This was it, the final hour.Around him, chaos reigned. The scream of soldiers hit the ground, the steel-encrusted war echoing through the air. With his eyes fixed on the battlefront, Fabian observed Seraphina's enmity towards the enemy. They were the last hope for the kingdom, and they now had to bear the weight of their labor, loyalty, struggles and love.The rebels rushed forward, panic in their eyes, but too far in to turn back. They were set on tearing down anything that stood in front of them. Fabian’s chest tightened as he looked at Seraphina. She stood next to him, drained and bleeding, but she didn’t waver. Their eyes met. He saw i
Seraphina's POV. The air was thick with blood and dirt clung to every breath. In front of Seraphina stretched nothing but chaos metal crashing against metal, cries of war and the broken voices of men who wouldn’t rise again. The ultimate showdown for the throne was concluded. There was no turning back. The darkest hour had arrived. With her gaze fixed on the horizon, she focused solely on Fabian, who fiercely competed with her. The blood on his face, the marks of war all over his body, but he was not deterred by his determination. Although they had made it to this point, Seraphina was unsure about the strength of their forces in dealing with the overwhelming rogue forces. Her chest was filled with clamor, but Seraphina managed to move on. She couldn't afford to hesitate. Their kingdom, and their people's lives, were in danger because of the outcome of this battle. She was the heir to the throne, and Fabian her partner, her greatest ally stood beside her . She had no intention of l
Fabian's POV, Even though we had been fighting, the moment when Seraphina and I encountered our final adversaries felt like a storm's wind. Blood ran down the ground beneath us as a reminder of the violence that had occurred. But as the last rogue fell, we were burdened by an even greater, pressing pressure. I sensed a change in the air, which was not what Seraphina and I had been anticipating, but now it was. Despite our efforts, it wasn't victory; it was just a temporary break. As I gazed at Seraphina, her determined look caught my attention, and she had a darker side to reveal. Although she had remained strong throughout the fight, there was more to come. She wasn't just the Alpha. She had evolved into something more intense. I was concerned about the implications of that. She was ready. But was I? Our connection as a couple had always been marked by battle, but this time it was more than just teasing. The examination was a measure of everything we had created together, and the
Seraphina's POV. It was a violent and disorderly conflict.' I was under a cloud of blood, with an overpowering aroma of smoke and pervasive sweat. The bodies of fallen warriors were scattered throughout the land, with those who had hoped to win being outmatched. The massacre was awaited, but the storm left an unfinished trail. My stomach knew it, and I saw it in the eyes of all the warriors around me – this fight was not yet finished. Despite the chaos, the Blood Moon's glow was still visible in the sky. Every second I spent breathing was more intense. My surroundings were shifting alongside the world. With every move of my sword and action, I felt like I was closer to the truth that I couldn't surpass. Whenever I was there, Fabian was always present with me. He was like the calm before a storm, solidified yet poised to break through with vigor.'". He had a composed approach to warfare, but his eyes spoke volumes. The. We exhibited more than just our military strength today.'". We