The sun rose over Elarion.For the first time, Lucian watched it rise without wondering what would be taken from him when it set.No prophecy.No war.No cycle.No darkness waiting behind the light.Just morning.He stood on the balcony of their home, staring across the kingdom.Behind him, he heard laughter.Real laughter.His children were arguing downstairs.Orion was complaining that Elias had stolen his breakfast.Their daughter was threatening to reveal everyone’s embarrassing memories.Liora was laughing so hard she could barely breathe.And Amara…Amara was singing softly in the kitchen.Lucian closed his eyes.For centuries, he had fought for moments like this.Yet somehow, when he finally received them, they felt impossibly simple.Amara stepped onto the balcony.“You’re thinking too much again.”Lucian smiled.“I was just remembering.”She stood beside him.“Everything?”“Everything.”He looked at her.“The first world.”“The first time I saw you.”“The first time I lost yo
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