Destiny is not something forced upon us. It is born from the choices we make.
I once believed that fate was something to be bent,
A path I could twist to my will — through power, through wit, through blood.
But none of that could save her.
No throne. No victory. No promises I never had the chance to fulfill.
In the eternal night of Everfrost, I knelt…
For the first time in my life, not to strike, not to command — but to beg.
"Luxaris... if you still hear me... Please, return her to me."
The hand that once struck down foes without hesitation trembles now,
As though it fears to touch anything, even the shadows.
Because she no longer opens her eyes.
Because she no longer calls my name.
I traded everything to protect her, but in the end...
I was the one who shattered her.
And the gods… they listened.
They gave me a chance.
Not to conquer. Not to rule.
But to choose again.
This time, I will love her with all that I never dared to give.
A true wedding.
A beginning without lies.
A life free from shadows.
...And a love, one that I had never dared to confess to her.