Luminous: The Throne のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

“Her pulse is steady. Keep the cores aligned.” Voices blurred around Alessia as Kael carried her through the inner corridors of the Conclave Citadel. The ceilings arched impossibly high, lit by soft silver lanterns. The walls hummed with ancient luminousness—alive, listening, watching—but Alessia heard none of it clearly.Her head rested against Kael’s shoulder. Her breathing was shallow. Her skin is cold. Every step jostled her wounded core.Ariadne walked at Kael’s side, hand glowing softly as she kept a stream of Lux pressed over Alessia’s chest to keep her stabilized.“Hurry,” Ariadne ordered, voice tight with controlled panic. “We need to get her to the Healers’ Wing before her cores slip again.”Ianthe strode ahead, silver cloak sweeping the ground as she cut through the crowd like a blade. “Out of the way! Move! The princess needs space!”Seraphine sobbed behind them. “I can’t believe she fainted.”Eryx rolled his eyes and was dragging Seraphine by the arm before she could flin

“Kael?” The whisper was so faint Kael thought he imagined it. He jolted upright from the chair he’d been sitting in for hours, eyes snapping to Alessia. Her fingers twitched weakly in his grasp. Her eyelashes fluttered. A soft breath escaped her lips. “Alessia?” Kael leaned forward, voice low but urgent. “Alessia, can you hear me?” Her eyelids trembled, and then slowly they opened. Her silver irises, soft, dazed, but alive. Kael’s heart clenched painfully. She blinked, trying to adjust to the gentle golden glow of the Healers’ Wing. Her gaze floated, unfocused, before finally landing on him. “Kael…” Her voice was hoarse, barely audible. “You stayed.” His breath left him. “Of course.” The door burst open with a loud crash. “Princess, Are you awake? Oh’ lights above!” Seraphine cried, nearly tripping over the rug as Eryx grabbed her by the collar. “Calm down, Seraphine. Don’t launch yourself at her,” Eryx scolded, though he looked like he wanted to rush to Alessia too. Ariadne

“Kael?” Alessia’s voice was barely more than a whisper as she stirred awake. Morning light filtered through the soft luminous curtains, casting silver beams across the healer’s chamber. Her body still ached, but her breathing felt steadier, lighter. Kael was already awake—of course he was sitting beside her with his arms crossed and his mask on. He turned his head instantly at the sound of her voice. “You slept longer than expected,” he murmured. “How do you feel?” Alessia pushed herself upright slowly. Her muscles protested, but the stabbing pain from her core had faded to a dull throb. “Better,” she said softly. “Still tired… but better.” Kael nodded. “Good.” For a moment, silence hung between them. It was comfortable and warm. Then Alessia blinked in surprise. “Did you stay here all night?” “I said I would,” Kael replied simply. She flushed. “You really meant it.” “I don’t make promises lightly,” he said. Her heart fluttered dangerously in her chest. Before she could say

“The Lunaris delegation has arrived.” Those words froze the hall. A guard bowed deeply as he delivered the message, avoiding Alessia’s eyes as though merely looking at her might pull him into political danger. Kael reacted instantly. “No.” Ariadne lifted her chin. “We cannot refuse. This is the Conclave.” Kael stepped in front of Alessia without hesitation, his body sliding into a protective stance so smoothly it felt like instinct, not choice. “The Moon King is not stepping into this room,” he said, his voice like cold iron. “He isn’t,” the guard said quickly. “He sent… representatives.” Ianthe scoffed. “Representatives? Meaning spies wrapped in silk.” Eryx ran a hand over his face. “Of course. They want to test her reactions.” Seraphine peeked out from behind him. “Are the representatives scary? Do they glow? Do they stare into your soul like he does? Because I don’t think my soul can take any more staring.” “Seraphine,” Ianthe said flatly, “enough.” The guard nervously s

“Princess Alessia, are you awake?” The anxious whisper came before the door slid open. Seraphine poked her head into the chamber, eyes wide and sparkling with panic energy. Behind her, Eryx hovered like a reluctant guardian, arms crossed and already exhausted by association.Alessia stirred from the cushions she’d been resting on. Kael sat beside her, sharpening one of his short blades with a steady, rhythmic scrape that somehow calmed her more than it should have.“I’m awake,” Alessia said softly.Seraphine rushed in. “Thank the stars because we have news. Big news. A terrifying news. Slightly wonderful news but mostly terrifying.”Eryx groaned. “Stop opening with ‘terrifying.’ It spikes her heart rate.”“Her heart rate should be spiked,” Seraphine whispered urgently. “It’s important!”Kael set down the blade. “Speak clearly.”Seraphine inhaled dramatically. “There’s a—”“Delegation,” Eryx finished. “A completely unexpected one.”Alessia confusedly looked at them. “Another one? From