Bound to the Dark King
As we drew close, I reached out and wrapped my arms around him, an instinctive gesture of support and connection.
He hesitated for a moment, his body tensing, seemingly worried about his bloody body. But after a moment, he returned the embrace, his hold tightening. I felt him draw a deep, fortifying breath, I could tell he was trying to draw strength from me. Around us, other families embraced, reuniting with their loved ones. My heart swelled with joy as I saw Eloise, clutching her daughter Elene and embracing Hunter.