Chapter 51 – The Hand of Realms (Part 2)
Chapter 51 – The Hand of Realms (Part 2)
Zane’s breath caught in his throat.
The moment his eyes found the source of the lullaby, he felt... weightless. Every note seemed to tug at his chest, winding around his heart like silk threads soaked in nostalgia. Without even realizing it, his legs began to move, drawn toward the haunting melody. The cold stone beneath his feet, the gentle whisper of night air—it all faded into background noise.
He stepped through the quiet garden, navigating between trees and lantern-lit paths, until the space opened up into a wide terrace that overlooked the sea.
The waves rolled gently against the cliffside wall, their rhythm syncing perfectly with the humming voice. The breeze carried a soft spray of salt, mingling with the sweet scent of nearby flowers.
And there—framed against the dark shimmer of the sea—stood a girl.
She wasn’t dancing, not quite. But her hair—long and midnight black—moved with such grace that it felt like a dance. Her back was to him, posture calm, arms resting loosely by her sides. Only her voice moved.
It was enough.
Zane stood motionless, watching her. The world had slowed to a crawl. Every sound became her lullaby. Every motion lost its meaning.
’Who... is she?’ he thought, eyes narrowed. He didn’t know how long he stood there. A minute? Ten? An hour?
Then, as if pulled by some invisible thread, the girl turned around.