THE LUNA OF PROPHECY
We faced each other beneath the silver arch, moonlight soft on our skin, the entire realm watching, but somehow, I only saw him.
His fingers trembled slightly as they held mine, and I felt my heartbeat rise to match his.
He spoke first, his voice was low but steady.
“Liora… I choose you. Not because fate commanded it, not because prophecy demanded it, but because my heart recognized you before my mind ever caught up.”
The room drew a quiet breath.
“I choose you,” he continued, “because you carry strength without pride, kindness without fear, and love without limits. I choose you even on the days you cannot choose yourself. And I will choose you still… in every storm, in every silence, in eve
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