Chapter 114: Echoes of tomorrow
Ten years had passed.
The Kingdom of Valemir, once marked by shadows of betrayal and battles, now stood as a beacon of peace. The scars of the past had not vanished—but they had softened, woven into stories, passed down through generations like old songs. And the palace? It was no longer just a symbol of power—it was a home.
Selene stood at the balcony of the East Tower, the wind gently tousling her silver-streaked hair. Her eyes watched the twins—Azrael Jr. and Caelan—race each other through the orchard below, bursts of glowing magic trailing behind them. One flame, one shadow. They were growing fast, full of mischief and strength.
Cain appeared behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Ten years already," he whispered, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"I still remember the day they were born," Selene said with a soft laugh. "I thought I'd never survive the pain."
"You almost crushed my hand."
"You deserved it."
Cain chuckled, kissing her cheek. "They're growing into their own now."
"And yet they still sleep with us when thunder strikes," she added.