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Chapter 102: The Fire Crowned
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Sacrifice Of The Heart Chapter 125: Throne of Embers
The Ember Cradle was not a place.It was a wound.Nestled deep in the Ashen Range, where no map dared ink and no bird dared fly, it pulsed with molten breath and whispers older than the gods. The mountains bled fire from their peaks, as though the world itself wept for what had been sealed beneath it.Elara stood at the edge of a jagged precipice, wind clawing through her cloak, the Crownslayer strapped to her back. Every step closer to the crater, her blood hummed louder—like a song she’d once known in a past life, now returning to her in fragmented verses.“She’s in there,” she said, voice barely above the storm. “The First Queen.”Vesper stood at her side, face unreadable. “And she knows you’re coming.”Behind them, Kael studied the shifting terrain. “The Circle’s not here. They’ve gone silent since the collapse of the citadel.”“No,” the Witch Queen said softly from where she knelt, her hands pressed to the charred earth. “They’re already inside. And worse—they’ve begun the ritual
Sacrifice Of The Heart Chapter 124: Blood of the First Flame
The light swallowed her whole.It wasn’t pain that greeted her—but memory.Elara stood in a place that did not exist in the living world. The sky above was made of molten silver. The ground beneath her feet glowed like embered stone. Time held its breath. And in the silence, voices called her by names she had never spoken aloud.“Elara of the Broken Sigil.”“Elara Flameborn.”“Elara, Last Daughter of the First Flame.”She turned—and standing before her were the queens of old.Some wore crowns of bone. Others, veils of flame. One held a child that flickered in and out of existence. Another had her throat cut, but her eyes still burned with defiance.They circled her like stars around a dying sun.“You carry what we could not hold,” said the veiled queen. “Our blood burned too brightly. Our chains were too tight.”“You were born unshackled,” said another. “But your heart must choose: sacrifice or dominion.”Elara’s voice trembled. “What does that mean?”A voice behind her—the Witch Quee
Sacrifice Of The Heart Chapter 123: What Remains After Fire
The battlefield lay silent, save for the distant crackle of dying embers and the soft groan of the earth settling into its wounds. The Rift was sealed, but its echo still hummed beneath their feet like a warning.Elara’s breath came in shallow gasps as Kael lowered his sword, his stormy eyes unreadable.“You could have destroyed everything,” he said quietly. “Not just the Rift, but us. The kingdom.”She met his gaze, fierce and unyielding. “I destroyed what needed to die.”Kael’s jaw clenched. “And what about the blood you promised to protect? What about your brother?”“He’s gone,” Elara whispered, her voice breaking. “By his own choice. Or maybe by fate’s cruel hand.”Vesper stepped forward, his silver rings glinting even in the muted light. “You sealed the Rift, yes. But you didn’t break the curse. The Crown still bleeds.”Elara’s fingers curled around the obsidian blade, now dim but heavy with promise. “Then we finish it. Together.”The Witch Queen’s eyes gleamed from the shadows,
Sacrifice Of The Heart Chapter 122: The Twin Betrayal
Ash still hung in the air like a veil of ghosts. Elara stood alone at the foot of the ruined tower, her obsidian blade heavy with the weight of destiny fulfilled. Her chest heaved. Her knuckles were white around the hilt.And yet… the battlefield had gone silent not in awe, but in fear.Because Vesper Moretti—the second Vesper—was standing at the far edge of the carnage, untouched by blood, by battle, or by time.The Vesper who had fought at her side just moments ago took a slow, staggered step back, his flame-drenched magic flickering in the wind.Elara’s voice was raw. “What is this?”The two Vespers locked eyes.The one beside her—wounded, furious, real in every sense—spoke first. “You… you’re not supposed to be here.”The other tilted his head, silver rings gleaming. “And yet here I am. As I’ve always been.”Kael stepped forward, sword raised but uncertain, confusion and dread in every line of his face. “Which one of you is real?”“Both,” the second Vesper said with a smirk. “But
Sacrifice Of The Heart Chapter 121: The Crown Must Fall
The Witch Queen descended like a storm cloaked in silk and fury.Elara stood her ground as the ravens dispersed into smoke behind the silver-armored woman, each flap of their wings leaving sparks of ancient magic in the air. The Queen’s silver eyes locked onto Elara’s—not in recognition, not in blood-bound reunion, but in challenge.“You broke the seal,” the Queen said, voice smooth and cutting. “The Rift has chosen you.”Vesper stepped in front of Elara, protective. “And who exactly gave you permission to descend from your dead throne?”The Queen tilted her head. “Still full of teeth, Vesper Moretti. But this is not your war anymore. It never was.”Elara moved beside him. “Then whose is it?”The Queen’s lips curled into something resembling a smile. “Yours, if you have the stomach to claim it. The crown has survived centuries by shackling women like us. I tried to burn it. I failed. But you, child… you’re already bleeding for it.”Kael drew closer, tense. “You want to help her? Or us
Sacrifice Of The Heart Chapter 120: The Girl Who Jumped Into Fate
The Rift swallowed her whole. There was no up or down. No light. No breath. Just a rush of energy so powerful it tore at her soul like claws dragging through silk. Elara’s scream died in her throat. Her body wasn’t falling—it was unraveling. Memories flashed like lightning: her mother’s voice whispering lullabies, her father’s hand on her shoulder the day he told her of the prophecy, Vesper’s lips on her neck, Kael’s voice cracking when he begged her to stay. Then… silence. Until she opened her eyes. She stood barefoot in a place that didn’t exist—a void wrapped in starlight, the sky above cracked with glowing fissures of gold. The ground pulsed under her feet, alive with memories not hers. “Welcome, Blood of the First Flame,” a voice said. She turned. Before her stood a woman cloaked in fire and shadow. Her face was familiar… too familiar. “Elira?” Elara whispered. “No,” the woman replied. “I am what Elira used to be. Before she broke the balance.” Elara’s heartbeat slowe
Sacrifice Of The Heart Chapter 119: Throne of Ruin
The temple doors slammed shut behind Elara with a bone-shaking finality.The scent of ancient magic thickened in her lungs—earth, blood, ash. Elira walked ahead of her, steps light as if this ruinous place had always belonged to her.And maybe it had.Torches burst to life on either side of the carved stone corridor. They didn’t burn with fire—but with the eerie silver-blue light of corrupted magic. The walls whispered with forgotten voices. Elara’s pulse beat louder with every step she took.“You don’t have to be afraid,” Elira said without turning. “This place recognizes you. It remembers your blood.”“I’m not afraid,” Elara lied.A smile flickered across Elira’s lips. “Good. You’ll need that bravery soon.”They entered the sanctum—a vast chamber beneath the earth. At its center stood a throne, jagged and unfinished, carved from obsidian and bone. Symbols pulsed across the floor, reacting to Elara’s presence.The moment she stepped past the threshold, the throne awakened.It tremble
Sacrifice Of The Heart Chapter 118 — “The Crownless Shall Rise”
The kingdom didn’t erupt overnight. It fractured—silently, dangerously, like ice splitting beneath a thin veneer of calm.Elara stood on the palace balcony, surveying the capital. The streets below burned with whispers. Some praised her as a savior. Others spat her name like a curse. In the distance, three noble houses had already declared rebellion. The fourth—House Varin—remained silent, which was even more unnerving.“You look like a queen without a crown,” Kael murmured, stepping beside her, arms crossed, eyes scanning the horizon.“I never wanted the crown,” she replied.“Which is exactly why you deserve it.”Elara didn’t respond. Her fingers gripped the balcony’s stone edge, cold wind whipping through her unbound hair. Behind her, the Grand Hall remained in ruins—symbols of the old order shattered beneath her feet.But rebellion was brewing fast.A knock startled them both.Vesper entered, unannounced and unsmiling, a bloodied sigil scroll clutched in his hand. “We have a proble
Sacrifice Of The Heart Chapter 117 – “The Girl Who Broke Fate”
Smoke coiled through the shattered chamber, dust thick in the air. Silence ruled—until a gasp tore through it.Elara pushed herself up from the blood-slicked floor, her hands trembling. The crown was gone. In its place, only ashes shimmered, suspended like stars in the air around her. Her magic no longer surged wildly—it pulsed steadily, quietly, as if it had found peace.Kael was the first to reach her, a smear of blood down one cheek, panic in his eyes. “Elara—Elara, say something.”“I’m here,” she whispered. “It’s done.”Vesper stood further back, silent, unreadable. The red light had burned away something in him too—his coat hung half-open, his shirt stained from a wound on his side, but his eyes were locked on her. Not with possession. Not with vengeance. But awe.“You broke it,” he said quietly. “You did what no king, no sorcerer, no bloodline could. You destroyed fate itself.”“No,” Elara replied, rising to her feet. “I chose my fate.”She turned toward the spiral stairway, and
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