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Chapter 38: The Kingdom Burns ( Part 2)
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Cursed by the Dark Prince Chapter 54 – Epilogue (The Moon’s Final Blessing)
The war was over. The air that once crackled with the screams of gods and monsters was now quiet — heavy with the scent of new rain. The crimson stains that had soaked the earth had begun to fade, and in their place, flowers bloomed again beneath the pale glow of the moon. Elara stood at the balcony of the new citadel, her white robes fluttering in the soft night wind. The moon hung low — no longer blood-red but silver and gentle, casting its light over the rebuilt kingdom. Beneath it, the people sang softly. Not songs of mourning anymore… but of rebirth. She closed her eyes and let the night whisper through her. The magic she once carried — the magic that had burned her from within — was quiet now. It hummed like a distant lullaby, woven into her soul but no longer ruling it. Behind her, she felt his presence before he spoke. Kael. His footsteps were silent, yet the air itself seemed to bend around him, recognizing its king. When he finally stepped into the moonlight, she
Cursed by the Dark Prince Chapter 54 – The Final Confrontation with Destiny
The sky had forgotten what peace looked like.Ash hung in the air like a second dawn, dim and unholy. The remnants of the Blood Moon still pulsed weakly above, a dying ember in a world gasping for light. Beneath it stood Elara — pale, steady, reborn. Her cloak billowed in the scorched wind, and her eyes gleamed with something more than mortal strength.Kael was beside her, his armor cracked, his sword hanging loose at his side. The world was quiet enough that she could hear the faint, trembling beat of his heart — proof that he was still fighting, still human, even after everything the curse had tried to make him.“This is where it ends,” she whispered, her voice low, fragile but certain.Kael looked at her, the red glow in his eyes fading like a sunset. “You shouldn’t be here.”“I was never anywhere else,” she said softly. “Every path — every choice — led me back to this moment.”The ground beneath them trembled. From the ruins of the shattered temple, the air split open. Darkness sp
Cursed by the Dark Prince Chapter 52 – The Healer’s Awakening
Elara had died once.Or at least, that was what the priests whispered when she returned from the veil — pale as moonlight, her heartbeat faint but steady, her eyes glowing with a strange, new fire.They said no mortal should’ve survived giving their soul to the gods. No healer should’ve walked back after burning in holy flame. But she had. And the gods, it seemed, hadn’t taken everything. They’d left her with something else. Something deeper.It had been weeks since the battle ended, yet she still felt the hum beneath her skin — like starlight trapped in her veins. Every time she touched water, it shimmered faintly. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw glimpses of something vast, ancient, and wordless.But this wasn’t the same gentle magic she once wielded.This was raw, untamed — born not from faith, but from defiance.She wasn’t a vessel anymore. She was her own storm.---Elara walked through the healing ward in Valenmoor’s rebuilt citadel. Soldiers lined the beds, their wounds
Cursed by the Dark Prince Chapter 51 – The Price of Freedom
Freedom didn’t feel like the songs said it would.It wasn’t triumph or glory. It was silence.A silence so deep Kael could hear his own thoughts — every scream, every order, every blade that had fallen because of him.He stood on the cliffs beyond Valenmoor, where the ruins of the dark citadel crumbled into the sea. Wind whipped his hair, carrying the salt of the ocean and the faint scent of charred stone. Below, the waves clawed at the black rocks, erasing what little remained of his former throne.He should’ve felt lighter. But freedom was a strange thing. It burned.Kael clenched his hands, staring at the scars lacing his knuckles. Once, those hands had commanded armies. Once, they’d carried power that made the earth tremble. Now they just shook.Behind him, he heard the soft crunch of footsteps on gravel.“I thought I’d find you here,” Elara said. Her voice was calm, quiet — not judgmental, not pitying. Just… knowing.He didn’t turn around. “Shouldn’t you be resting, healer?”“I c
Cursed by the Dark Prince Chapter 50 – After the Fire
Morning came gently to Valenmoor for the first time in a thousand years.No crimson light. No trembling ground. No howling wind thick with ash.Just a sun that rose golden and warm over the ruins, spilling light through cracked towers and over blackened hills. The scent of smoke still lingered, but beneath it was something softer — rain, soil, new grass daring to grow through the ash.Elara stood at the edge of what had once been the palace courtyard. Her boots sank into damp earth, still streaked with soot. The marble steps were fractured, scorched black. Yet through the cracks, delicate green vines wound upward, curling toward the sun as if they remembered what hope felt like.She pressed a hand to her chest. The world hummed faintly beneath her fingertips — weaker than before, but alive. Magic no longer roared through her veins the way it once had. It whispered now, gentle and human, like a lullaby.Behind her, footsteps echoed softly.“You shouldn’t be on your feet,” Kael said.Hi
Cursed by the Dark Prince Chapter 49 – The Blood Moon’s Fall
The Blood Moon wept as it died.Its crimson light, once heavy as iron over Valenmoor, began to fade — bleeding into hues of pink and silver. The heavens trembled, shedding scales of shadow that fell like black snow. The old gods’ cries echoed far and hollow across the ruined skies, fading into nothingness.Below, the world began to breathe again.Mountains that had cracked during Kael’s war knitted their wounds with moss and firelight. Rivers that had run black turned clear, reflecting a sky no longer shrouded in crimson. The land shivered, then sighed — as though centuries of pain had been lifted from its spine.Kael stood at the heart of the battlefield, his sword buried in the soil. The runes etched into its blade no longer glowed; they were dead metal now, still and quiet. His armor was scorched, his hands trembling, his breath ragged.He stared up at the fading Blood Moon. The curse that had chained him to it — to wrath, to gods, to darkness — was gone.But so was she.“Elara…” h
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