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Driven by both his dread of the human lord's power and his inherent fear of the enigmatic nature of magic, Aloov divulged all he knew. It was a combination of his trepidation towards the human lord and an inherent fear of the unfathomable depths of mystical forces that propelled him to reveal the information he possessed. It appeared that Aloov, believing in the supremacy of magic and assuming that any deception would be revealed, had spoken truthfully due to his misconception about our abilities. "Hmm," I acknowledged, considering the details provided by Aloov. Valor Port, as described, seemed to be a collection of small villages located along the borders of the Beast Kingdom. Its geographi

He smiled before continuing, “So, Robyn, I’ve been told you have been living not far from our palace, on the outskirts of Tyr in the Forest of the Okapi all this time with just your mother…and well, a witch that obviously kept you both hidden from us, right under our noses.” He kept chewing his meat, staring at me, studying my reactions to this information. “Y…yessir…I…I mean, that’s correct…V…Vale,” I quickly attempted to respond without sounding nervous but failed miserably. Vale smiled, “You don’t have to be nervous around me child. After all, you ARE my son’s mate,” he smirked as he wiped his mouth. I almost choked on the piece of meat I had been chewing, “E…excuse me, Vale? You said…I’m

I watched them flying freely in the sky because, after long years, they are now free. “Ei,” The voice of the boy calls me when I look at him. “Thank you,” He said and I was surprised to see that it was Victor. His wings are bigger than him and he is full of positivity and purity even though he has been locked up in the underworld. He is smiling at me. I smiled back at him and watched him fly up into the sky. He is ready to go to the place where he is supposed to be and meet the angels like him, at least I am complacent that he is in good hands now even though he is forgotten, and the humans. When I looked down? they start kneeling and bow their heads. Both for believers and non-believers whe

"You never wondered why your surname frightened so many people?" Althea's stomach tightened. Vale. The name she'd carried her entire life. The name people whispered. The name enemies seemed to recognize. Malachar continued. "The Vale family ended kingdoms." Silence. "The Vale family broke rulers." Another pause. "The Vale family destroyed every system built on control." The battlefield remained utterly still. Because everyone was listening. Even the Council soldiers. Althea frowned. "I've never heard any of this." "Of course not." Malachar laughed.

Therefore, even if they wanted to fight against their enemy, it would take an effort of swapping realms to engage in battle. "The two of you will have to work for that Pheonix Stone." Valeur chuckled softly to himself, he said. "I'll say this... there's much stronger demons than the demon from before. If you don't obtain an essence much higher than where you are now... you'll never be able to see any of your children ever again. Good luck, Gods of Divinity." Valeur vanished into the darkness, leaving The Realm after waving Phuture and Dark goodbye. His appearance increased her heart rate, raising tension higher than normal upon his arrival.

The ground glowed faintly under our feet, veins of light running through the soil like buried stars. I didn’t know what I expected to find beyond the archway—but what I saw took my breath away. The Vale was alive. Massive trees arched overhead, their branches forming domes of soft light. Rivers of crystal water cut through the forest floor, feeding gardens that shimmered with colors I couldn’t name. The people—if they could even be called that—moved like walking illusions. Some looked human, others not quite. Their eyes glowed faintly, their skin marked with runes that pulsed with their heartbeats.

“Because I actually went there.” Typical Alora. Always the reliable one. Always making me feel like garbage for not being the same. “Why do I even bother?” she mutters. “I’ll get him out myself.” “How?” I snap. “Do you even know who the Vales are?” I laugh bitterly. “You seriously think some regular lawyer can beat the Vale family?” I laugh bitterly. “They own judges. They own cops. Hell, they probably own the building George’s being held in.”

He just nodded. “Then I’ll be at the south gate at dawn,” he said. Elena blinked. “I said alone.” “And I said I’d be there,” Kael replied. “You don’t get to decide this one alone, Elena. Not anymore.” Elena wanted to argue. She didn’t. “Fine,” she said. “Dawn.” Kael smiled. “Dawn.” The Ash Vale was a scar on the land. Once a forest, now a stretch of blackened earth and twisted trees. Nothing grew here. Nothing lived here.