Born to Rule: The Dragon Queen のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Mira’s POVWithout hesitation, I sprinted through the palace halls until I reached the towering doors of the royal library. I burst inside and didn’t stop moving. My hands ran along the shelves, pulling books, scanning titles with frantic desperation. “Third shelf from the top,” a familiar voice called behind me. “Sixth book from the right. The red one. Page 128.” I froze and spun around. Caspian stood there, arms folded, and his expression unreadable. “What… what do you think I’m looking for?” I asked warily. “I overheard your screaming match with Liora,” he said calmly. “So I’m guessing you’re after the Januki Prophecy.” My heart hammered as I grabbed the red book and flipped it open. My eyes locked on the page number he’d given me. Then I looked back at him. “Why do you know this?” Caspian hesitated. Something flickered in his eyes—regret, maybe guilt. “I have a confession to make,” he said quietly. My heart lurched. My thoughts flashed back to his journal. To that one sent

Diana’s POVThe sudden takeoff from Mira could only mean one thing—she’d had a vision, and not a pleasant one. Her scent was masked, but I’m a witch, so finding her was easy. I tracked her to her chambers, where her chest rose and fell in heavy, uneven breaths as she shoved clothes into a travel bag.I leaned against the doorframe. “Mira, what awful thing did you see in your vision?” I asked, ready to comfort her.She looked at me as if I were a ghost. “How do you know I had a vision?”I smiled faintly. “I’m a witch. And I also knew your gifts would blossom closer to your twenty-first birthday. You’ll learn soon how to control them—I’ll guide you. But I’m not just a witch, Mira, I’m your friend. Tell me… was it the past or the future?”Mira sighed, closing her eyes for a moment to compose herself. She sat on the sofa and motioned for me to join her. When I did, she locked her gaze onto mine, as if searching for an answer I couldn’t possibly give.“Diana… what would you do if you found

Dorrin’s POVI froze when Mira innocently asked me, “Will you stay? Please. I’m… scared of my own thoughts right now.”I knew she just wanted the support of a friend, but was I able to control myself being so close to her? Her gaze was full of hope and desperation, and my heart ached. I nodded and stepped in, closing the door behind me.She sat on the small bed, and I sat beside her without a word. “We’ll have to return soon,” she said quietly. “But I’m still not sure what I’ll do.”I hesitated as my future depended on her answer. I swallowed hard and asked, “Will you be able to forgive him?”“I don’t know,” she whispered. “But now that the prophecy is out... and I remain unclaimed... I’ll be a target. If I reject Alexander, the Council might try to force another bond. Maybe with you.”“They didn’t force me,” I cut in sharply, turning to her. “Don’t do that. Don’t twist it.”Mira looked at me, startled by the emotion in my voice. “You’re still looking for your mate...” she said coo

Dorrin’s POVDuring breakfast and on our ride back to the palace, Mira tried to avoid looking me in the eyes. She didn’t even speak to me, choosing instead to engage in conversation with Marina. My chest ached with pain—she regretted our moment of passion.I touched my lips, remembering the taste when they had crushed against hers, the way her body had responded to my touch. I loved her with all my heart. I wanted her. But it was painful to realize she didn’t share my feelings. The memory burned through me, sweet and cruel at the same time, a torture I couldn’t escape. I would have given anything—my name, my honor, even my life—for her to look at me once the way she looked at him.When we were climbing into the carriages, I offered her my hand to help her. She hesitated, but finally took it—clearly unwillingly—and even then, I thought I felt the faintest sparks from her touch. I wanted so desperately to be her mate that my imagination was likely playing tricks on me, sending signs that

Mira’s POVTwo hours later, I entered father’s study. Queen Ariana, King Robert, and my parents were already waiting. Diana and Caspian followed close behind me, steady as shadows at my side.I greeted them and looked straight at King Robert. “Thank you for coming. King Robert, I know about the curse.”Queen Ariana gasped, her hand flying to her lips.“I want to help, if you’ll please allow me. Diana and Caspian are here to support me.”King Robert gave me a weary smile, his face lined with years of carrying that invisible weight. “Thank you, my dear. It’s worth trying—but don’t raise your hopes. I’ve seen the most powerful witches and faes. None could lift it.”I smiled gently. “Let’s try anyway.”I asked him to stand. The three of us joined hands, forming a circle around him.The words rose unbidden from deep within me—ancient, sure, alive. I didn’t think; I just spoke, and Diana and Caspian’s voices wove into mine. The air thickened, the room heating until sweat beaded on our brows.