บททั้งหมดของ Cursed by the Dark Prince : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 54

Freedom didn’t feel like the songs said it would.It wasn’t triumph or glory. It was silence.A silence so deep Kael could hear his own thoughts — every scream, every order, every blade that had fallen because of him.He stood on the cliffs beyond Valenmoor, where the ruins of the dark citadel crumbled into the sea. Wind whipped his hair, carrying the salt of the ocean and the faint scent of charred stone. Below, the waves clawed at the black rocks, erasing what little remained of his former throne.He should’ve felt lighter. But freedom was a strange thing. It burned.Kael clenched his hands, staring at the scars lacing his knuckles. Once, those hands had commanded armies. Once, they’d carried power that made the earth tremble. Now they just shook.Behind him, he heard the soft crunch of footsteps on gravel.“I thought I’d find you here,” Elara said. Her voice was calm, quiet — not judgmental, not pitying. Just… knowing.He didn’t turn around. “Shouldn’t you be resting, healer?”“I c

The sky had forgotten what peace looked like. Ash hung in the air like a second dawn, dim and unholy. The remnants of the Blood Moon still pulsed weakly above, a dying ember in a world gasping for light. Beneath it stood Elara — pale, steady, reborn. Her cloak billowed in the scorched wind, and her eyes gleamed with something more than mortal strength. Kael was beside her, his armor cracked, his sword hanging loose at his side. The world was quiet enough that she could hear the faint, trembling beat of his heart — proof that he was still fighting, still human, even after everything the curse had tried to make him. “This is where it ends,” she whispered, her voice low, fragile but certain. Kael looked at her, the red glow in his eyes fading like a sunset. “You shouldn’t be here.” “I was never anywhere else,” she said softly. “Every path — every choice — led me back to this moment.” The ground beneath them trembled. From the ruins of the shattered temple, the air split open.