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CHAPTER 53

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"You think this is a throne room? Aradaa, look at the floor. It’s moving."

Kaelor’s voice was a jagged rasp. He didn't just stand; he braced, his boots sinking into a surface that felt like liquid gold and solid glass all at once. Around them, the Galactic Core didn't hold stars. It held threads. Miles-long, glowing filaments of light that crisscrossed in a dizzying, geometric hum.

"It’s not a floor, Kaelor. It’s a loom," Aradaa whispered. His skin pulsed. Every silver vein in his arms throbbed
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  • The Pretty Prince and the Beast King   34

    "Don’t look at the light too long, or you’ll go blind."Kaelor’s hand clamped over my eyes. I pushed his fingers away. The air didn't smell like the Hive anymore. No more stagnant water or rotting roots. It smelled like ozone and crushed lilies. Ahead, the tunnel didn't end in a cave mouth. It opened into a canyon made of glass."They're... they're like me."I stepped onto the ledge. Below us, a valley carved from white quartz and transparent crystal hummed. It didn't just vibrate; it sang. Low, melodic tones that skipped across the surface of my skin. Hundreds of figures moved between the structures. They wore robes of spun silk, their skin glowing with the same soft radiance that used to terrify me in the dark."Stay behind me." Kaelor’s hand went to the hilt of his sword. His knuckles were white. "We don't know who they serve.""They don't serve anyone." I walked past him. My feet hit the crystalline path. It felt warm. "They’re Muses, Kaelor. Look at them."A woman in the center o

  • The Pretty Prince and the Beast King   33

    Close your eyes!"Aradaa didn't wait for Kaelor to answer. He shoved his palms out. The Muse-fire didn't just burn; it shattered. White-hot prismatic light exploded from his skin, tearing through the dim torchlight of the hall. It hit the stone walls and bounced, a jagged, screaming brilliance that turned the world into a bleached nightmare."My eyes! I can't see!"A guard's spear clattered to the floor. Another man shrieked, clawing at his face.Kaelor moved.He didn't think. He didn't breathe. He scooped Aradaa against his chest, one arm hooked under the Muse's knees, the other crushing him against his blood-soaked tunic. Kaelor’s shoulder was a mess of torn meat, but he didn't flinch. He lunged.The floor ended.They dropped into the dark.Gravity claimed them for a heartbeat before they hit a slick, downward slope. Kaelor curled his body around Aradaa, his spine taking the brunt of the impact as they slid. Stone. Slime. Metal pipes. They tumbled into the mouth of the catacombs."A

  • The Pretty Prince and the Beast King   32

    "Move or die."Kaelor’s voice didn't sound like a man’s anymore. It was a wet, grinding snarl. He didn't stand up. He uncoiled. The stone floor beneath his boots cracked. A long, agonizing pop echoed through the hall. His femur snapped. Then it reset. Two inches longer. Thick with new, silver-threaded muscle."He’s moving!" one of the guards screamed. The Hybrid leveled a silver-tipped spear. "Lucian said he’d be out for—"Kaelor’s hand shot out. His fingers were already tipped with black, curved talons. He grabbed the spearhead. He didn't pull it away. He crushed it. The metal shrieked. He lunged forward. His shoulder hit the Hybrid’s chest. The sound was like a sledgehammer hitting a crate of dry wood. The guard flew twenty feet. He didn't get up."Kill him!" Lucian’s voice drifted back from the tunnel. "Kill him now!"Kaelor’s head snapped toward the sound. His jaw unhinged. More snapping. His teeth elongated. Jagged ivory pushing through his gums. Blood dripped down his chin. He d

  • The Pretty Prince and the Beast King   31

    "You look like a stuck pig, Kaelor."Lucian’s voice echoed off the damp stone walls of the Hive’s central altar. He wasn't looking at his brother. He was busy testing the edge of the Lunar Dagger against his thumb. A bead of purple blood welled up. He licked it off."Don't... touch him." Kaelor’s voice was a wet rattle. He was slumped against a pillar, his legs splayed out. His eyes were bloodshot, tracking Lucian with a desperate, sluggish hatred."I’m going to do more than touch him." Lucian turned toward the altar. "I’m going to open him up. I’m going to see what makes a Muse tick."Aradaa lay on the cold stone. His wrists were bound with heavy, spiked manacles that bit into his skin every time he breathed. His tunic was torn. His stomach, swollen with the Sovereign child, was bare to the freezing air."Lucian, stop." Aradaa’s voice was thin. "The baby... it’s kicking. It’s scared.""Good. Fear makes the power sweet." Lucian stepped onto the first tier of the altar. "Do you know wh

  • The Pretty Prince and the Beast King   30

    "Drink up, brother. The war is over, isn't it?"Lucian pushed the gold goblet across the table. The wine sloshed over the rim, staining the white linen like a fresh wound. He was smiling. It was that sharp, practiced smile that never reached his amethyst eyes.Kaelor took the cup. His fingers brushed Lucian’s. "To the Ridge. To the Hive.""To the future." Lucian raised his own glass. "One we actually get to see."Kaelor drained the wine in three long swallows. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and set the goblet down. The hall was loud. Hybrids were laughing, tearing into roasted meat, their fangs clicking against bone. Aradaa sat beside Kaelor, his hand resting on the swell of his stomach."You're not eating." Kaelor looked at Aradaa."The smell... it’s too heavy." Aradaa pushed his plate away. His face was pale. Waxy. "Kaelor, my hand. It’s cold."Kaelor reached out to take Aradaa’s hand. His arm didn't move. He tried again. His shoulder felt like it had been poured full

  • The Pretty Prince and the Beast King   29

    "Don't stop."Kaelor’s hands were rough. Calloused. They gripped my hips like he was trying to anchor himself to the earth while the world outside our stone walls dissolved into ash. I threw my head back. The ceiling of the Hive was jagged. Real rock. It felt like it was closing in, pressing us together in this small, sweat-slicked dark."I'm not going anywhere." Kaelor’s voice was a gravelly rasp against the shell of my ear.He pushed. Hard. My back hit the furs. The air left my lungs in a sharp, jagged hitch. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, wanting to vanish into the heat of him. The Hive was too quiet. Too full of Lucian’s lingering scent. I needed the smell of Kaelor. Salt. Pine. Predatory musk."Look at me, Aradaa."He caught my chin. Forced my eyes to meet his. His gold irises were blown out, swallowed by black pupils. He looked like the wolf. He felt like the wolf."I can't see anything but you," I whispered. My voice broke."Good."He moved again. Rhyth

  • The Pretty Prince and the Beast King   CHAPTER 13

    "Duck! Move your ass, Aradaa!"Kaelor’s roar barely cleared the whistle of the wind before a hail of kinetic rounds shattered the glass panel inches from Aradaa’s head. Shards rained down like jagged diamonds, slicing into Aradaa’s cheeks. He didn't feel the sting. He couldn't. His fingers, tipped

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-18

  • The Pretty Prince and the Beast King   CHAPTER 11

    "What the hell did he do to them?" Kaelor’s voice was a jagged whisper, barely audible over the hum of the city.Aradaa stared through the rusted chain link fence. The outskirts of Navia were no longer the chaotic sprawl of neon and grime he knew. Everything was too clean. Too quiet. A crowd of cit

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-18

  • The Pretty Prince and the Beast King   CHAPTER 12

    "Don’t touch him. You touch him again and I’ll tear your throat out with my teeth, restraints or not."Kaelor’s voice was a mangled growl. He strained against the silver tipped cuffs, the metal biting into his thick wrists until the skin split. Dark blood dripped onto the pristine white floor of th

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-18

  • The Pretty Prince and the Beast King   CHAPTER 8

    "Where the hell is my sister, Voren?"Aradaa’s voice sliced through the clinking of crystal and the low hum of forced conversation. He stood at the head of the long mahogany table, his neck itching beneath the stiff, high collar of his black suit. Under the fabric, the port on his skin pulsed with

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-17
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