The Rogue Healer's Secret のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

For the rest of the night, no one slept. Not Seraphina. Not Killian. Not even Kael, who usually claimed he could sleep through an apocalypse.Aiden's condition had worsened. The golden veins beneath his skin appeared and disappeared like cracks of light beneath glass. His breathing remained uneven, and every few minutes, he clutched his chest as if something inside him was struggling to break free.Seraphina sat beside his bed. One hand rested against his forehead; the other trembled slightly. She had spent years pretending she was prepared for this moment. Prepared to lose him. Prepared to watch the fragments consume him. Prepared to bury the only person who had kept her alive after exile. But she wasn't. No mother ever was.A soft knock came at the door. She already knew who it was. "Come in."Killian stepped inside. He looked terrible. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, dark circles shadowed his eyes, and there were still faint traces of Aiden's blood on his hands. He carried a tray

The Hollow Realm trembled. Mist churned violently around them. The memories faded. The crying children vanished. The nursery dissolved.Only Killian remained kneeling on the ground, broken, breathing heavily, unable to erase the sound of dozens of little voices asking the same question: *Where were you?*Aiden quietly walked over, then hugged him. Killian froze. The boy pressed his cheek against his father's shoulder. "I'm here now."Killian closed his eyes, tears slipping down his face. "Yes. You are. And I don't deserve that."Aiden pulled away. "Mom says people who know they're wrong can become better."Kael raised an eyebrow. "Your mother says very wise things."Aiden nodded proudly. "She also says Uncle Caelan snores like a dying goat."From behind them, Caelan looked offended. "I snore gracefully.""You snore aggressively.""That's subjective."Morwen sighed. "Can we survive the cursed dimension first?"Unfortunately, the Hollow Realm had other plans. A cold laugh echoed around

The Heartspring was silent. Even Nyx stopped smiling, because everyone knew what came next. Killian would enter the Well of Reflection. Alone. And if the Well judged him unworthy—he would never return.Seraphina stood motionless. Her eyes remained fixed on him—not angry, not crying, just... disappointed. And somehow, that hurt more than hatred ever could.Killian couldn't look at her because Nyx had exposed the one truth he had spent years trying to bury. She was right. A small part of him had still doubted Seraphina. Not because of evidence, not because of logic, but because doubt had become familiar. Comfortable. Safe.The Guardian raised her hand. The waters of the Heartspring parted, revealing a circular pool hidden beneath. Black water. Perfectly still. The Well of Reflection."Once you enter," the Guardian said softly, "the Well will strip away titles. It will strip away pride. It will strip away excuses. It will leave only truth."Killian nodded. "I understand.""No." The Guard

Darkness swallowed the Well of Reflection once more. Killian stood alone—no sword, no crown, no title. Only a son about to learn the truth about his mother.Nyx watched him carefully. For the first time since he had met her, she wasn't smiling. She wasn't mocking him. She almost looked... sad.Killian frowned. "What did my mother do?"Nyx remained silent, then raised a hand. The darkness around them shifted slowly.A palace appeared, elegant and grand. Silver banners fluttered in the wind, moonflowers bloomed in crystal gardens, and children laughed in distant courtyards. Killian recognized it immediately."Mooncrest Palace."Nyx nodded. "Thirty years ago."A woman stood near a fountain, beautiful and graceful, her silver hair cascading down her back and her golden eyes sparkling with warmth. Killian felt his chest tighten."Mother..."Queen Elara Blackthorn. She looked younger than he remembered—alive, happy, unburdened. And beside her was another woman: Lyssandra, only much younger,

The Hollow Realm trembled beneath the Shadow Wolf's massive claws. Ancient power rolled through the sky like thunder, the Heartspring shivered, and the Guardian staggered backward. Even Morwen's face had lost its color.No one expected this. No one expected the Shadow Wolf to stand before them completely free. No chains. No prison. No seals. Only a creature powerful enough to destroy kingdoms. And he was smiling.Seraphina instinctively moved in front of Aiden. Killian stepped beside her, sword drawn, protective, ready.The Shadow Wolf's crimson eyes lingered on Seraphina. Then he laughed—a deep sound, almost amused. "Relax, little healer. If I wished to kill you... You would already be dead."Kael snorted. "Wonderful. He talks like Killian."Killian glared.Kael shrugged. "I said what I said."Nyx slowly rose to her feet. Her hands trembled, but not from pain—from anger. "You lied to me."The Shadow Wolf tilted his head. "I omitted details.""You manipulated my entire life!""I guide