Chapter 15

The silence in the grand hall was absolute, heavy with the suffocating weight of fractured reality.

Lucian’s knee rested on the shattered stone of my family’s estate. The Shadow King, the nightmare of the High Fae, the exiled god of the dark, was bowed before me. His head was dipped in

Chapter 16

The grand hall of the Solis estate, once a place of my deepest humiliation, was now a monument to my ascension.

The High Council remained pinned to the floor, panting and sweating under the crushing weight of my primordial magic. They dared not speak. The arrogance had been entirely bl