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THE SILVER LINING CHAPTER 149

Penulis: MIKS DELOSO
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-09-28 21:04:01

Krishna's eyes hardened, the heaviness of her choice settling deeper in her bones. There was no time for grief, no time for triumph. The battlefield they'd left behind was only the start, and the afterglow of their victory tasted bitter on the lips of what was to come. Vosvak's death had been the path to a necessary move, but in his passing, there was an emptiness left open wide to something far worse, something that would emerge in the embers.

Kaelen let out a long breath, his voice low and strained. "We’ve defeated Vosvak. But what does that mean? What’s left to fight for?"

"The world," Krishna explained slowly, every syllable full of meaning. "Vosvak was only a fragment of the picture. We slew a monster, not the monster. The plague may have been defeated for the time being, but the corruption. it's older than we are. We have to be ready, or we'll be surprised again."

Miyal moved forward, the chains around his waist now shed but still present in his being, a shadow that never quite
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    For a time, he had lived in silence. He tended the fields, repaired the cottages, taught the children how to shape light from memory. He smiled often now — a quiet, contented smile that spoke of peace long earned.Sometimes he would look east toward the Living City and see its glow on the horizon — and he would know they were well.Krishna.Miyal.The world which had almost ended yet endured.He no longer felt envy at the thought of them. Only pride. Only warmth."Love wasn't meant to be owned," he once told a young student who asked about his past. "It was meant to be witnessed. And if you're lucky enough to witness love like that… it changes you forever."That evening, when he returned to his house, a letter was sitting on his table, sealed with the silver mark of the Citadel.He broke it open and read, smiling as he saw the familiar, elegant script:Ignatius,The City's heart yet hums with your name, and without you, there would be no peace. We are holding a gathering at the time o

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    Children laughed, elders wept openly, and for the first time, none bowed. They looked at their leaders, equals, standing before them, hands interlaced, rewriting the world without a crown or a throne.Krishna's voice was trembling as she whispered, "It's hearing us."Miyal nodded. “No. It's feeling us.The air rippled and shimmered, and the City sang - a low hum of energy, deep and soft, echoing like the heartbeat of the earth itself.That night, they strolled through the newly awakened streets, the glow of lanterns dancing over the river running through the middle of the City.Miyal paused by the edge of the water, his reflection rippling beside hers. “Do you think Ignatius will ever come back?”Krishna’s expression softened. “He is where he needs to be. Healing in his own way. Sometimes, love means letting go, even for him.He nodded slowly. “He loved you deeply.”“And I'll always be grateful for that,” she said. “Because it reminded me what real love should be — something that sets

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    It was the world's wedding song — theirs.Krishna lifted her gaze to the sky, now brushed across with streaks of pink and amber. “Do you think it will always be like this?”He followed her gaze to the horizon. "I don't know," he said, his thumb tracing circles along her palm. "But if the world falls apart again, I'll find you. In every dawn, in every storm. I'll find you."Her lips quivered, and she kissed him again, this time with slow, reverent movements, as if to seal that promise into eternity.Time slipped away unnoticed. The morning deepened, the golden light softening to white, painting their world in peace. They talked about everything and nothing — the rebuilding of the Citadel, the laughter of the children, the hope of the elders who no longer feared the night.And in the silences between the words, love spoke the loudest. She smiled against his skin, and in that simple warmth, the chaos of yesterday felt like a distant memory-a bad dream fading beneath the light of dawn.Ou

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    "Oh God love!" He moaned as his hips began to pump slowly towards her face. "That feels so incredible!" His hands went to her shoulders and held on as she continually rocked her mouth up and down his erection. She ran her tongue around the head of his swollen member, causing sensations of joy and lust in him."Oh fuck! Yes! Suck my hard cock, please!" He begged as his own orgasm built it's way up his shaft.She could feel his dick swell and wasn't about to stop sucking this beautiful cock until she had tasted all he had to give her.He felt her small hand on his ball sac rolling his balls in her hand, he couldn't hold back as his cock started to erupt."Oh Fuck Love, I'm cummmmming.aw, shit, fuck my cock girl!" he screamed between deep breaths. "I'm cumming hard!" he said as his body jerked and jets of hot white cum shot out from his cock into her waiting mouth.The suction of her lips around him did not reduce as the hand on his shaft sped up it's stroking motion, milking every drop

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    “But I want to.” Her hand came to rest against his chest, feeling the rhythm of his heartbeat. “You’ve carried me through every storm. You’ve broken and built me. And now—”He stroked his thumb along her jaw, silencing her with his touch alone. "Then let me love you now, when there's no war, no crown, no reason but this."The air between them hummed, alive with something sacred. The faint silver glow beneath his skin mingled with the faint blue shimmer in hers, their light weaving together: two souls, once divided by fate, now bound by peace.It wasn't a firestorm when his lips met hers; it was sunrise: slow, inevitable, pure. Every breath, every heartbeat, every trembling sigh became part of the world's quiet renewal.The Living City responded-petals unfolding, rivers glittering, the air thick with the scent of blossoming light. And the world, in silence, watched its saviors, blessing their union not with words but with color and song.Her hands tangled in his hair. His touch traced

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    After the vows, the world was quiet.There were no drums, no chaos, no thunder. There was only the hush of morning and the whisper of wind across the fields. The Citadel's ruins had become gardens, and the glow of the Living City was now like the heart of the dawn itself.Krishna woke to the sound of the river outside their small home: a quiet, living murmur, which rose and fell with the earth's breath. Sunlight filtered through the open window and scattered across her face like gold dust. For a moment, she simply lay there, wrapped in the warmth of silence.Then a familiar voice brushed the air.“Still dreaming?”Smiling, the tone of Miyal seemed to hold a smile.Krishna turned to see him at the window, hair unbound, shirt half-buttoned, his skin catching the first light. The faint silver beneath his veins shimmered faintly, alive but calm — the old power tamed, softened.Smiling, she said, "You're awake early."“I couldn’t sleep,” he said, eyes fixed on the horizon. “The world’s too

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