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Chapter 63
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Prince Ron blinked. He looked left, then right, eyes scanning the clearing to see who she was addressing but clearly, there was no one else except him so he turned back to her, pointing hesitantly to himself. “A-Are you… talking to me?”The woman giggled and nodded gently. “Of course I’m talking to you. You’re my son.” She looked at him kindly with a little bit of eagerness, as if she wanted to keep the heart she was holding and hug him but she couldn't. Prince Ron laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. “I’m sorry, but I think you’ve got the wrong person. I’m not Zedekiel. I’m his husband, Prince Ron of Ashenmore. I can’t be your child.” “Oh, but you are,” the woman said, eyes glowing brighter. “You ate my seed.”Prince Ron blinked, confused. “Your seed? I don’t recall—”Suddenly, his eyes went wide, his green irises swallowed by blinding white light and a memory slammed into him like a wave.FLASHBACKThe sound of thunder cracked through the air, and heavy rain lashed
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The Queen Mother stared at them. Two trees stood where her sons had once been, their branches arched gently toward each other, as if still reaching for comfort in their final moments.She sank to her knees with a strangled sob, clutching at their trunks. “My babies…” she cried, voice cracking with sorrow.No one said a word. Grief hung thick in the air. And the town square, once so full of life, with people dancing and laughing, now stood eerily quiet, like a graveyard. Every single Elf around had turned into trees, save for Mariel, Ludiciel, the Queen Mother and a few elite Elf soldiers. Princess Mariel fell to her knees beside their mother, trying to console her but ended up crying too. After all, this was their fate. It was just a matter of time before she also ran out of magic and turned into a tree like the rest of them. No one could escape it. Prince Ludiciel couldn’t take it anymore. He turned to Elliot, gripping his hands, his voice hoarse. “You have to go. Now.”Elliot blin
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The once-beautiful town of Netheridge had become a landscape of chaos and despair. Screams echoed through the streets as Elves fell to their knees, their breaths shallow, their limbs stiffening and sticking to the ground. No matter how hard they pulled or tried to move, their feet would not budge. And then slowly, their bodies changed, transforming into hideous trees. Their skin lost its colour, taking on the texture of bark. Veins darkened into root-lines. Their arms and heads turning into branches full of leaves. Their faces remained frozen in terror. One by one, starting from the weakest ones, their bodies hardened, twisting upward, stretching into trunks and branches. Most of the Elves panicked, running aimlessly through the streets, shouting, screaming in fear. Others ran around searching for loved ones. Some tried to wake the transformed, screaming their names through sobs until they too turned into trees on the spot while others locked themselves inside their homes, as if b
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Another tentacle rushed in full force, whipping at Zedekiel’s side. He dodged, only to be forced back by two more. It was like they were deliberately forcing him further and further away from the Shadow Master which made him think the Shadow Master must be avoiding a one on one fight. He just didn't know why.He gritted his teeth, slicing three more tentacles only for them to be replaced and slammed into him, hard. He groaned, his boots digging trenches into the ground as he skidded to a halt.Suddenly, a thunderous burst of wind and heat blasted through the grove. “Zedekiel!” Talon shouted, eyes wide with alarm as he, Alaric and Seraphiel arrived. He saw Zedekiel fighting against shadow tentacles and the Shadow Master standing a few feet away. Instantly, flames exploded across his skin. His body transforming in a blinding flash, taking on the majestic and fearsome form of his phoenix heritage. Wings of molten fire burst from his back, his hair igniting in strands of reddish-orange
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Gasping for breath, Zedekiel pushed himself to his feet, transforming into his Elf form, ready to charge again when a slow, deliberate sound broke the silence.“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.” and then an amused chuckle. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”Zedekiel turned toward the sound, unsurprised to see a figure cloaked in robes so dark they seemed to blend into the night. The figure’s face was hidden beneath a deep hood and around him, shadows slithered like smoke, curling and twisting unnaturally in the air. Zedekiel raised his hand and his ice-like sword materialized with a sharp hum, the blade glowing faintly blue. Frost exuded from its edges, like silver smoke woven with snowflakes.“You finally show yourself,” he sneered. “Shadow Master.”The Shadow Master tilted his head, then clicked his tongue again disapprovingly, slow and scornful.“I’ve heard so much about the great Elf King. The fearless warrior who butchered his treacherous uncle and saved his people from those terrible humans at
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Prince Ron was conflicted. The weight of their words sunk into his chest like stones. He knew they were right. His beloved wouldn't be able to fight at full strength while worrying over him but he just couldn't let them go alone.Something was calling out to him in that direction. He could feel it. The pull. Like invisible strings wrapping around his heart and spine, tugging him toward the direction of the castle.“I have to go with you,” Prince Ron insisted, gazing at Zedekiel with pleading eyes, directly ignoring the words of his mother and the Queen Mother. “Please. I think Maelda is calling out to me. I don’t know how to explain it, but I can feel her and I think she's in trouble. Zedekiel, please… you have to believe me.”“Even if she's in trouble, I don't see why she'd reach out to you.” Alaric said. “It doesn't make sense. Why won't she reach out to Zedekiel? He's the King. Or maybe even the Queen Mother.”“I don't know!” Prince Ron snapped. He really didn't. But he could feel
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