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Chapter 44
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2026-08-24 05:03:16NATALIA’S POV
The years flowed like a gentle river, carrying us forward through seasons of warmth and light, soft rains and quiet harvests. Time touched us gently—silver threads began to appear in Drakon’s dark hair, and fine lines fanned out around his eyes, earned from years of smiling and laughing and looking at me with endless love. My own hands grew softer, marked by the passage of days spent tending to my family and my home. But if our faces changed, our hearts remained exactly
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NATALIA’S POV There comes a quiet, beautiful moment in every parent’s life—the moment you realize that the child you once held in your arms has grown strong enough to walk her own path. That moment arrived softly, one golden autumn afternoon, when Elara came to us with her head held high and her heart clear, and told us that she was ready to step out into the world. She stood before us in the drawing room, sunlight falling through the tall windows and gilding her hair, and spoke of her dreams—of places she wished to see, of people she wished to help, of a life she wanted to build, shaped by the kindness and courage she had learned within these walls. She did not ask for permission. She asked for our blessing. Because she already knew that no matter how far she traveled, she would always be loved. She would always be welcome. She would always be home. Drakon listened to her in silence, his face calm but his eyes glistening with unshed tear
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