Elara's POV – Happily Ever After Three years later. The garden was in full bloom. White roses climbed the trellises. Lavender swayed in the warm breeze. The sun was golden, warm on my skin, and the sound of laughter drifted through the air. I sat on the stone bench beneath the old oak tree, a cup of tea in my hands, and watched my family. Arthur was three years old now. His dark hair was a riot of curls, his gold eyes bright with mischief. He ran through the garden with a wooden sword in his hand, chasing butterflies that were too fast for him. His laugh was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. Dana sat on the grass nearby, her belly round with her first child, her hand resting on it protectively. Kylan was sprawled beside her, his head in her lap, his eyes closed. He was pretending to be asleep, but I saw the smile tugging at his lips. Arthur ran to them, his wooden sword raised. "Uncle Kylan! Wake up! I am going to defeat you!" Kylan opened one eye. "Defeat me? You are
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