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Chapter 128

Author: Victoria.c.
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-04 20:17:06

WOLVES THAT WEAR CROWNS

“A crown on the wrong head still burns the same.”

Chains That Speak

Deep beneath the Flame Throne, the Ember Dungeons hum with arcane heat. Silver chains, scorched and rune-etched, coil tightly around Xavier’s wrists and chest. The cell smells of iron and ancient flame.

He stares blankly at the stone wall, sweat dripping from his brow. One eye was bruised shut. Blood crusted on his lip.

Footsteps echo. Slow. Methodical.

Xavier (hoarse):

“Did you come to kill me, or just gloat?”

Arion steps into view—calm, polished, and dressed in ceremonial Flameblood armor. The Flame Crown glows faint red on his brow, flickering like the last embers in a dying hearth.

Arion (softly):

“I came to say goodbye.”

Xavier (lifting his chin):

“Go to hell, then.”

Arion (ignoring him):

“You were the people’s prince. The orphan they pitied. The rebel they admired. You were designed to distract them.”

Xavier (dryly):

“Turns out I was good at it.”

Arion (stepping closer):

“But now they’ll
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