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Chapter Ninety: The Orion Star
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06.08.2026 01:23:44The ferry drifted silently against the pier.
No horn.
No rushing crew.
Only the gentle rhythm of waves striking weathered wood.
The captain waited without speaking.
He looked to be nearly seventy, his beard silver, his navy coat faded by countless seasons at sea.
Yet his back remained perfectly straight.
When I stepped closer, he removed his cap.
"Chairman Vale."
I smiled faintly.
"I don't think I'm chairman anymore."
The old man returned the smile.
"No."
"You aren't."
His eyes held mine for a long moment.
"That's why your father knew you'd finally be ready."
Behind me, Marcus whispered to Ronan.
"Does everybody know Sebastian?"
Ronan answered quietly.
"I'm beginning to think Sebastian knew everybody."
The captain laughed.
"He tried."
Then his expression softened.
"But mostly..."
"He simply remembered people."
That sounded exactly like my father.
Not the businessman the world admired.
The man who somehow knew the names of every cleaner, every receptionist, every security guard in Silverfang Tower.
The man who remembered birthdays.
Children's names.
Favorite coffees.
Small things everyone else overlooked.
The captain extended his hand.
"Captain Nathan Reed."
I shook it.
His grip was firm.
Warm.
"I've been waiting three years."
"Three years?"
He nodded.
"The instructions were very specific."
"'When Adrian arrives...'"
He smiled.
"'Don't ask questions.'"
Marcus sighed dramatically.
"I officially hate your father."
A quiet laugh spread through the group.
It wasn't loud.
It wasn't forced.
For the first time since Helix BioTech...
It felt natural.
Captain Reed stepped aside.
"The tide is turning."
"We should leave."
I looked toward the ferry.
It wasn't large.
Just enough room for perhaps twenty passengers.
Fresh paint covered the hull, but the deck showed decades of careful repair.
Someone loved this vessel.
Very much.
As I placed one foot on the boarding ramp—
"Wait."
Sebastian's voice.
Every person froze.
I turned.
My father stood beneath the old riverside bridge.
Rainwater still dripped from his coat.
His hair was damp.
There was dust across one sleeve.
He looked exhausted.
Completely exhausted.
For one impossible second...
No one moved.
Then Marcus shouted,
"I knew it!"
I didn't think.
I ran.
The distance between us disappeared in seconds.
"You..."
My voice failed.
"You idiot."
Sebastian laughed.
"I've been called worse."
I stopped in front of him.
Then punched him squarely in the shoulder.
Not hard.
Just enough.
He rubbed the spot dramatically.
"That was unnecessary."
"No."
My eyes burned.
"That was overdue."
Without another word...
I hugged him.
This time...
He hugged me back immediately.
"No letters."
I pulled away just enough to look at him.
"No disappearing."
"No sacrificing yourself without telling me."
His smile grew smaller.
"I'll try."
"No."
I shook my head.
"You'll promise."
For the first time...
Sebastian Vale looked like a father being scolded by his son.
"I promise."
Behind us, Ronan folded his arms.
"Took you long enough."
Sebastian looked toward him.
"So..."
"The Guardian."
Ronan smiled.
"I guess so."
Sebastian crossed the remaining distance between them.
For one uncertain moment...
Neither man knew what to do.
Then Sebastian extended his hand.
Ronan ignored it.
Instead...
He embraced him.
Briefly.
Respectfully.
When they stepped apart, Sebastian's eyes were suspiciously bright.
"Thank you."
Ronan frowned.
"For what?"
"For finding Adrian again."
Ronan glanced toward me.
"I only kept my promise."
Sebastian looked at both of us.
"I know."
Captain Reed cleared his throat politely.
"If we're all finished making me emotional..."
Everyone laughed.
Even Inspector Voss.
The laughter echoed across the quiet river.
It felt...
Normal.
Something none of us had experienced in a very long time.
One by one, we boarded the ferry.
Marcus immediately claimed the upper deck.
Gabriel and Elias stood together near the stern, speaking so quietly no one else could hear.
Seraphine sat beside Evelyn, the two women watching the shoreline disappear.
Inspector Voss remained near the railing, eyes constantly scanning the riverbanks out of habit.
Ronan joined me at the bow.
The city slowly drifted away behind us.
Silverfang Tower was gone.
Only an empty space remained in the skyline.
Ronan slipped his hand into mine.
Not dramatically.
Not secretly.
Simply...
Naturally.
I looked down.
Then back at him.
"You remembered."
He smiled toward the open water.
"No."
"I decided."
The words settled quietly inside me.
Not instinct.
Not fate.
Choice.
The Orion Star picked up speed.
The city became smaller.
The ocean stretched endlessly before us.
Sebastian walked to the front of the ferry and rested both hands on the railing.
He looked toward the distant horizon.
Then quietly said the words that made every conversation stop.
"The island isn't where we're going."
He turned toward us.
"It's where all of this..."
His eyes swept across every face on the deck.
"...actually began."
Far ahead, through the morning mist...
A lighthouse slowly emerged from the sea.
Exactly like the one from my memory.
And beneath it...
Someone was already waiting on the shore.
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