Semua Bab The Valisteen Princess : Bab 91 - Bab 98

Chapter 93: The Sound of MetalMia’s POVThe smell of smoke still clung to the curtains. No matter how many windows I opened, it lingered—like Mimi’s absence had etched itself into the fibers of everything she touched.Her laughter wasn’t here anymore.Her humming, her heavy steps in the hallway, the way she always called me “Mimi’s big sis” even though we were the same age. Gone. What remained was a sterile emptiness, made worse by the quiet. Too quiet. Like the world was waiting for something to break.I sat in her room for hours after they confirmed it—bones charred beyond recognition, teeth barely enough to match. Dylan said nothing when he brought me the necklace. Burnt metal, chain snapped. It used to hold our names. Mine was still legible. Hers was melted into a smear.He didn’t cry. I didn’t either.Not then.Not even when they told me the Vagaz clan didn’t leave anything behind. Not a finger. Not a picture. Just ash. Just heat. Just this dull echo in my chest like someone was

Chapter 95: Ashes and Blood 2. Dylan’s POV.The roar of the flames echoed through the night, but Mia was unshaken. She sat there, her eyes hard, locked on the road ahead. I could feel her rage, hear it in the way she slammed the car into gear, her grip tight on the folder, as if it were the only thing anchoring her to the present. Every detail in the aftermath seemed to blur into a haze for me, except her. She was the focus.The Vagaz compound had gone up in flames, but it wasn’t enough for her. It would never be enough. She was never done—never going to be done—until every last trace of the people who’d hurt Victor, Mimi, and herself had been eradicated.I could feel the sharp sting of the decision I’d made as we drove away. I had to give it up. I’d spent years hunting her down, seeking revenge hoping to use her as bait for her father murdering mine but tonight—today—something shifted in me. Watching Mia, watching her walk through that compound with that icy calmness, that deadly pr

Chapter 97: Ashes of the Throne.Linda’s POVThe cell was smaller than I remembered. Not just physically—it felt suffocating in ways I hadn’t expected. The cold metal bars that hemmed me in seemed to shrink the space around me until I could almost feel the weight of every crushed dream, every lost plan pressing down.I traced the rough, chipped concrete floor with my eyes. This place was a tomb for everything I’d been and everything I’d hoped to be.They had taken everything.The Vagaz brothers—my brothers—were locked away like common criminals. The empire we built on fear, on loyalty bought and blood spilled, was shattered. Mia stood victorious, no longer a girl fueled by vengeance but a leader commanding an entire clan with iron resolve.And me? I was a prisoner of the ruins I once ruled.I pressed my hands against the bars and closed my eyes, willing myself not to fall apart. Rage boiled beneath my skin—hot and electric—but it was tangled now with something else. Something I never

Chapter 99: The Blood of Kings.Mia’s POVThe room where we kept Forrest Vagaz was colder than it needed to be. I could’ve blamed the stone walls or the busted heating this deep beneath the compound. But the truth? We made it cold on purpose. Cold made people crack. Cold reminded them of death.Forrest didn’t shiver.He sat shackled in a bolted steel chair, wrists bruised from past resistance. The chains were unnecessary now—he wasn’t going anywhere. His once-pristine white shirt was stained and slack at the collar. His jaw wasn’t proud anymore, but his eyes still held that same, chilling composure. Like a viper waiting for the right warmth to strike.When I stepped inside, he smiled.“My little queen returns,” he said, voice soaked in arrogance. “Tell me—does ruling feel as hollow as revenge?”I didn’t answer. Silence could be sharper than sarcasm.His gaze drifted to my hands—unarmed. Deliberate. I didn’t need a weapon in this room.“You’ve been quiet, Forrest,” I said. “Weeks witho