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The families, the engagement, the rumors, and the old love that once trapped me all felt very far away. I once thought leaving Lucas meant losing my future. Later, I learned I had only stepped out of someone else's script and started writing my own name. I took Noah's arm and walked into the light. Tonight, there was no shadow. Only my kingdom.

When he saw her in the courtyard, the light in her eyes outshone the stench of smoke and death still clinging to his skin. "We held them at bay, my queen," Alexei breathed, touching his forehead reverently to hers. "Your courage was my sword and shield when all seemed darkness." Katrina framed his battered face gently. "The people know they have a true king who fights for them relentlessly. Lead them now towards the dawn." Together they turned to tend the many wounds left by this brutal clash - rebuild homes, restore trust, and honor the sacrifices made. Though much work lay ahead, Alexei's kingdom had proven its resilient spirit. Healed slowly it would be, but the future remained hopeful.

Me and Thorn on to the other two. We rode through the forests, it's path was more clear at day and then after a long while we rode past it. Darkness had long settled down and the stars showed above the sky. We then crossed over an ancient stone bridge, its weathered surface covered with moss and brightened by a flickering torch at both ends. Beyond the bridge lay the vampire kingdom, their castle loomed over the horizon, its walls seemed to be composed of darkness itself. “Phew!” I took a deep breath as I glanced at the nightmare that stood in front of me.

I explain calmly. “Why?” “Because she is curious.” “And when she does?” I smile again. This time it feels sharper. “Then we will know exactly where the bridge will form.” And when we know that— We take it. Or we destroy it. Either way, the king of Emberhold will learn the same lesson all idealists eventually learn. Harmony is fragile. Power is not. And when the bridge finally opens— I intend to be the one standing at its center.

“The railings have broken in half. Is that not considered broken?” Just as Alex said that he noticed several faces on the bridge, lighting up as thousands of arms reached out, waving back and forth in a weird way. In just a few moments, the dent was repaired, and the bridge was magically restored. Even the stone disappeared into thin air. “This…” Shelly didn’t explain but instead said, “This Corpse King’s power had exceeded the five elements. He is no longer of the three realms either. That’s why the bridge doesn’t have any effect on him. I don’t have any plan in mind, so… this is all you.”

"The Origin of the Sea Dragons... The Origin of the Merfolk... The Origin of the Sea Serpents... The Origin of the Octopus Clan..." Anna quietly read the titles of the books Theo had placed on the table before her. "So, these are the only four histories I need to learn?" she asked. "Yes, Your Majesty." Theo nodded. "In this world, there are only four kingdoms: the Sea Dragon, the Sea Serpent, the Merfolk, and the Octopus." Anna frowned thoughtfully. As far as she knew, there were countless kinds of sea creatures. What about crabs? Jellyfish? Why were there only four kingdoms?

One little boy waved excitedly. "Prince Kieran!" Kieran walked over. "What are you building?" "Our own bridge." The child pointed proudly. "So no one has to walk through the water anymore." Kieran knelt beside them. "That's a very important job." "We know." A little girl looked up at him with complete seriousness. "Big heroes save kingdoms." She carefully placed another wooden plank across the stream. "But little heroes help people get home." Kieran looked at the children in silence. Their bridge was uneven.

I looked at the kids, then at the ticking timer on my data-deck. < 65 HOURS, 52 MINUTES. > "Okay," I exhaled a sharp breath, dropping to my knees at the very edge of the cliff. I pulled my heavy interface cables from my rig. "But I can't just build a static bridge. The ambient Origin-Code in the kids isn't infinite. To span a mile, the bridge has to be dynamic. It will only exist directly under our tires. I have to build it right in front of the vanguard, and it will dissolve right behind the rear guard."

That is something I can do. I am confused when we walk to the center of town as a group. Their center of town resides in the center of their docks. Massive ships surround us as we come to a halt. “People of the Kingdom!” King Brandt calls out. At his words, people stop and turn to him, giving him their full attention. Reading the faces of the townspeople is easy. They do not respect him, nor will they be willing to take his side any time soon unless something significant is done.

“A much-loved king, with years of experience behind him. His people touch the ground he has walked on, pressing their fingertips into the dirt if only to catch an inkling of his power. But the king is cursed.” As she spoke, she eyed the bridge they had come to a halt upon. Though they were up a tree, it wasn’t as high as where the Hall of Thunder had been. The first bridge they’d crossed had followed a gradual decline, and – though it would hurt like hell – Lily thought she’d survive the fall.