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chapter 9

Author: Jan s Urner
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-11 01:26:02

The Crown and the Curse

Elira froze.

The crown pulsed in her hand like a living thing, burning brighter with each passing second.

Kael stood just inside the chamber, blood dripping from his temple, chest heaving from the climb. The raw pain in his eyes hit her harder than any truth had.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she whispered, voice shaking.

“And you shouldn’t put that on your head,” he shot back.

Valen stepped forward, rage curling at the edges of his calm. “You were warned to stay away, Kael.”

“I don’t take orders from murderers,” Kael snapped.

Valen’s eyes narrowed. “You don’t understand what’s at stake.”

“I understand enough,” Kael said, never looking away from Elira. “If she puts that on, she won’t be herself anymore. That crown was forged in vengeance.”

Elira’s grip trembled.

“It’s your legacy,” Valen said sharply. “Your mother died to protect it. Do not let his fear steal your power.”

“I’m not trying to steal anything,” Kael growled. “I’m trying to save her.”

Elira stepped back,
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