LOGINEvren's head snapped toward the eastern wing of the palace. The silver light around his bracelet disappeared as quickly as it had come. But the connection remained. He could feel her."Mira."His voice was barely a whisper.Pearl immediately noticed the change in his expression."What is it?"He looked at her, his face drained of color."He's with her."Eros didn't wait another second."Move!"The Lycan King shot across the courtyard like a silver blur. Freya was right behind him. Rowan barked orders as warriors rushed after their King. Within moments, half the palace was running toward the eastern gardens.Evren tried to follow. The moment he took his first step, his knees buckled. The corruption surged violently through his body. He grabbed the nearest pillar before he could fall.Pearl caught his arm."Evren!""I'm fine.""You are absolutely not fine."He gritted his teeth."I have to get to her.""You will," Pearl said firmly. "But if you collapse now, you won't save anyone."Luci
Lucien stepped through the silver doorway. The darkness around him dissolved into a vast circular chamber carved entirely from white crystal. The air shimmered with ancient magic. Countless stars floated above them, though there was no sky.At the center of the chamber, Evren stood waiting. The moment he saw Lucien, relief crossed his face."You made it."Lucien smiled."So did you."Before either of them could speak again, another doorway of silver light opened beside them. Pearl stepped through. For one brief second, she simply stared at them. Then she smiled."We're all here."Without thinking, the three of them walked toward one another. No words were needed. After everything they had faced alone, standing together again felt like a victory.The marks on their bodies suddenly began glowing. Gold. Silver. Blue. The light spread through the chamber like flowing water. The crystal floor beneath their feet awakened. Ancient circles appeared around them. One beneath Evren. One beneath
Lucien opened his eyes to the familiar scent of old parchment and ink. He wasn't standing on the crystal staircase anymore. Instead, he found himself inside the Grand Royal Library. Sunlight streamed through towering stained-glass windows, bathing endless shelves of ancient books in warm golden light. Dust floated lazily through the air.It was silent. Peaceful. Perfect.Lucien slowly turned in a circle. Every shelf was exactly where he remembered. Every staircase. Every reading table. Every candle. Even the old ladder leaning against the western shelves."This," he whispered, "is impossible.""You always did like impossible things."A familiar voice answered. Lucien froze, his heart skipping a beat. An elderly man stepped from between the shelves. His silver hair was neatly tied back. His robes were simple but elegant. Kind amber eyes rested warmly on Lucien."Master Aldren..."Lucien breathed. The old scholar smiled."My favorite student."Lucien stood motionless. Master Aldren had
Pearl slowly opened her eyes.The crystal staircase was gone. The endless clouds had vanished. She stood in the middle of a quiet meadow bathed in golden sunlight. Wildflowers stretched as far as she could see. Butterflies drifted lazily through the warm air. A small cottage stood nearby, its windows open as smoke curled gently from the chimney.The peaceful scene tugged at something deep inside her heart. It felt safe. Real.Before she could take another step, the front door of the cottage opened. A woman stepped outside. Her breath caught instantly."Mom..."The word escaped before she could stop it. The woman smiled exactly as Pearl remembered. The same gentle eyes. The same warm smile. The same voice she had dreamed about for years."My little star."Pearl's eyes filled with tears. Her legs moved on their own. She ran. The woman opened her arms, and Pearl threw herself into the embrace she had longed for since childhood.For several moments, neither of them spoke. Pearl simply cri
Evren slowly opened his eyes.The endless clouds. The crystal staircase. The silver sky. Everything had disappeared. Instead, he stood in the gardens of the royal palace. Warm sunlight filtered through blooming trees. Children laughed somewhere in the distance. A gentle breeze carried the scent of roses.For one brief moment, he forgot everything. The Hollow King. The Seals. The prophecy. None of it existed."Evren."A familiar voice called his name. He turned. Pearl was walking toward him. She wore a simple ivory dress instead of her traveling clothes, her hair dancing gently in the wind. There were no signs of fear on her face. Only peace.She smiled."There you are. I've been looking everywhere."Evren stared at her."Pearl..."She reached him and took his hand naturally."What? You look like you've seen a ghost."He looked around again. The palace gardens were alive with people. Royal guards trained in the distance. Servants laughed while carrying baskets of flowers. Everything fe
For a few precious moments, the world seemed to forget the war waiting beyond the mountains. Evren rested his forehead against Pearl's, a peaceful smile lingering on his face. Every fear, every burden, every prophecy felt distant while she stood in front of him. He had imagined this moment countless times, yet reality was far more beautiful than any dream had managed. Pearl looked up at him and laughed softly. "You know, after everything we've survived, your confession still managed to surprise me." "I was terrified," he admitted. "You?" "Completely." "You hide it well." "Only because you make me brave." Her cheeks warmed again, and she squeezed his hand before leaning against his shoulder, allowing herself one brief moment to simply exist beside him without worrying about tomorrow. A pointed cough broke the silence. Finn stood a few steps away with both hands raised. "I swear I wasn't spying." Astrid rolled her eyes. "You absolutely were." "I was protecting them." "You we







