All Chapters of Return of the Dragon Queen: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Her grief had transformed her. Hardened her. She had become relentless—a queen cloaked in vengeance. She tore through every clue, followed every trail, spilled blood with her own hands if it meant getting closer to the truth. Her enemies began to whisper of her not as a ruler, but as a storm.Yet after all the years of searching, she found nothing. The truth eluded her. Because the one she was looking for… had always been by her side.It was Ernest.The boy who had once followed her through gardens. The man who had stood at her side through war and loss. The friend who offered her support while hiding the truth.He had colluded with the dark forced, completely deviating from the path of spiritual power. He had mastered the dark power to the extent that he had now become their lord ruling over them.Earnest had watched Zenobia weep and rage and kill for answers he already held. He had whispered counsel while burying the past beneath car

Elena nodded in understanding as she said “I understand.”Just as the words left her lips, another knock echoed softly on the door, followed by Kevin’s voice once more “Master… Mr. Henry and Mrs. Elizabeth are asking if they can come in now.”Master Kai glanced at Elena, his eyes silently asking if she was ready. She took a steadying breath and nodded.“Let them in,” Master Kai called back as he brought down the invisible barrier.The door creaked open, and Henry and Elizabeth rushed in almost at once. Relief flooded their faces as they saw Elena awake and sitting up, her complexion pale but her eyes clear and focused.“Elena!” Elizabeth cried, hurrying to her side and cupping Elena’s face in her trembling hands “Oh, thank the heavens, you’re awake. We’ve been so worried.”Henry also moved to the other side of Elena’s bed and sat down cupping her

“Now that you’re leaving… does that answer still stand?”Elena’s breath hitched at the weight of the question. She glanced up at the stars for a brief moment, her eyes shimmering with unshed emotion, before looking back at him, her expression resolute “No, Liam… not for now. I don’t want you to feel any regret later, thinking you made a mistake getting together with me because you know Lea not Elena.”Liam’s brows furrowed deeply, confusion and frustration flashing across his face as he leaned in a little closer, searching her eyes “Elena… what are you talking about?” he asked, his voice thick with emotion “I know you. Don’t say it like you’re someone else entirely. Don’t push me away because of that.”Elena shook her head, her grip tightening on his cloak as if grounding herself “You think you know me Liam and maybe you do… to a point. But

Caroline turned to face Sophie, a determined fire flickering behind her red eyes “I’m not giving up,” she said firmly, her voice sharp but calm “I’ve fought beside Liam for two years. I’ve seen his strength, his loyalty, his heart… I know he still waits for her — but she’s been gone five years, Sophie. Five years with no word, no sign. At some point…” Caroline’s fists tightened at her sides, “At some point, he’ll have to stop waiting.”Sophie frowned, her silver hair shimmering faintly under the moonlight. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Caroline,” she said quietly “If you love him, truly… don’t try to force open a heart that’s already given away.”Caroline’s eyes softened — just a little “I’m not forcing anything,” she murmured “I’m just… standing here, waiting too. Waiting for t

From the shadowed archway leading into the garden, Caroline stood frozen, hidden just behind the ivy-laced stone.Her red eyes were wide, her breath caught in her throat as she watched Liam — her Liam — locked in a passionate embrace with the woman she had never truly believed would return.The woman Liam had waited for all these years.Caroline’s fingers trembled against the stone wall, her breath shallow, chest heaving as though she had just taken a blade to the ribs.She couldn’t tear her eyes away.Liam’s arms that were wrapped around Elena with a desperation tore at Caroline’s insides — not the calm, composed Liam she had come to know, but a man completely undone, consumed, and found again. His lips on Elena’s, his body pressed into hers — it wasn’t just a reunion. It was claiming. It was belonging. And it shattered something inside Caroline.“Her Liam.”That lie she had clung to for so long, whispered to herself in quiet nights and bloody battlefields, suddenly burned like