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Chapter 75: Crowns Are Just Chains That Fit

ผู้เขียน: Author Gloria
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Amara's POV

Fire always knew its queen.

When I lifted the crown from the pedestal, it didn’t burn. It breathed. The metal pulsed in my palm, neither warm nor cold, but alive—like it recognized me. Like it had been waiting for my blood to return and finish what my mother started.

Kael watched me silently. His eyes carried the weight of everything we’d survived—his body still bearing the shard’s glow, his soul still reshaping itself around the power he’d taken to save me.

He should have been the one to wear the crown.

But this fire was mine.

“I was born for this,” I whispered.

“Or cursed for it,” Victor murmured behind me.

Maybe both.

The scroll in my other hand trembled. My mother’s words bled across the parchment, reappearing like ink drawn from memory.

To break the chain, you must become what they feared.

Not a weapon. Not a Luna. Not a daughter.

A queen.

I turned to Kael.

“If I put this on, I might lose who I am.”

He stepped closer. “Then remember who you were before anyone told yo
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    Amara's POV Light still clung to him like a second skin.Kael knelt at the center of the Vault, the shard’s glow embedded in his chest slowly dimming to a pulsing silver. The walls, once alive with shifting runes and ancestral voices, had quieted. But it wasn’t peace. It was pause, like the entire Vault was holding its breath, waiting to see what he had become.He didn’t speak.Neither did I.I kept my hand on his back, grounding him. Grounding myself. Because if I looked too closely, I might see it—the cost he had paid. The fracture forming in his soul, the one I couldn’t seal with love alone.Victor stood just outside the circle, uncharacteristically still. Even he didn’t make a sarcastic remark, which terrified me more than anything.Alexander’s voice broke the silence. “The shard didn’t kill him.”“But it changed him,” I said softly. “Didn’t it?”Kael raised his head. His eyes were different now. Not in color, still that deep, storm-shadowed brown. But something behind them had s

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