CHAPTER XL
"The Final Crown, The Awakened Truth" Caelum's POV.
Celeste's Moment
It was quiet when the remaining four princess fairies arrived.
The silence wasn't empty — it was sacred. It carried the weight of all the lives lost, the thrones broken, the love betrayed.
But it also carried something more…
> Hope.
Each princess stepped forward, one by one, bowing their heads before the Mother Fairy. And with grace and steady hands, she placed a crown upon each of them — not just as a symbol of power, but of unity, of healing, of the new beginning Fairyland was desperately reaching for.
And then came Celeste.
As she stepped into the chamber, the air shifted.
The moment she entered, something felt… wrong.
She didn't speak much.
To every question Mother Fairy asked, Celeste only nodded or answered with a simple "Yes."
> Too quiet. Too agreeable.
Too controlled.
Mother Fairy, wise and watchful, knew in that moment what was happening.
> This was not Celeste speaking from her heart.
This was magic.
A curse cast by someone she had trusted with her soul.
Me.
Still, Mother Fairy said nothing at first.
She placed the crown on Celeste's head like she had with the others — except this time, her fingertips lingered just a little longer.
And with a whisper of ancient words and a spark of raw light, she broke the enchantment I had placed.
> The haze in Celeste's eyes vanished.
The stillness in her spirit shattered.
And just like that…
Celeste was free.
Her breath caught — as if waking from a long, cold sleep. She blinked, looked around, and then turned her eyes to the one standing before her.
> The Mother of All.
And then, the impossible happened.
Mother Fairy gently held her face in both hands, and with a heavy heart, spoke the words that would change Celeste's fate forever:
> "I return to you the powers Vorgath stole."
> "And more… I give you the blessing of the Seven Goddesses."
A current of divine energy surged through Celeste — enough to make the stars tremble.
Power flowed through her veins, not like lightning, but like truth.
Ancient. Fierce. Pure.
And then, with tears she barely understood, Celeste whispered:
> "You've made me strong… but why?"
Mother Fairy's hands stayed on her cheeks, her thumbs brushing away a tear that hadn't even fallen yet.
> "Because your path is not just of a Queen, Celeste," she said, her voice aching.
"You must fight demons… destroy witches… break every shadow that dares to rise again."
> "And yes… even Vorgath."
At that moment, my face flashed in her mind — and in the Mother Fairy's.
A memory.
A daughter.
A weapon.
Mother Fairy's heart broke in silence. She was still a mother… but she was also a guardian of balance. And now, that balance demanded sacrifice.
> "Yes," she said quietly. "Even her."
Celeste took a breath, trembling, but something inside her had changed.
> "I've seen her," she whispered. "Vorgath. I looked into her eyes."
Her voice cracked, not from fear — but confusion.
> "When she looked at me… something happened. Her eyes… they didn't cast fear or pain. They cast a spell. A pull I couldn't explain."
She paused, her chest rising, her thoughts racing.
> "Was she inside a fairy? Is she controlling someone?"
Mother Fairy, now solemn, shook her head.
> "No. We thought so, once… but now we know the truth."
> "The fairy you saw… is Vorgath."
Not possessed.
Not trapped.
> She is the shadow… and the light.
She is both Fairy and Vorgath.
And now, as the truth echoed through the chamber, through Celeste's heart…
She doesn't understood.
The battle ahead wasn't just against darkness.
It was against the one she once called love.
> And maybe… still did.
"The Calm Before the Cruelty"
Caelum's POV
From the high window of Mother Fairy's chamber, hidden in shadows like a secret too dangerous to name, I stood watching everything unfold below.
And what I saw made even my dark heart flutter… for a moment.
Mother Fairy had handed over the guardianship of three beings — not to me, not to Ivory or Olivia…
> But to Celeste.
Rira.
Flash.
And sweet little Chiko.
All of them were now hers.
Celeste stood there, radiant and composed, the light of the Seven Goddesses still shimmering in the air around her. And in that moment, I saw it clearly:
> She was no longer the girl I once seen…
She was a force the world had never seen before.
Rira was the first to reach her.
She had changed.
No longer the fragile soul we once mourned — she was vibrant now. Beautiful. Reborn. A vision of second chances.
She had become something more — a carpet fairy with threads of magic woven deeper than ever, and a heart that remembered everything.
> Even me.
But it wasn't me she ran to.
> It was Celeste.
Rira threw herself into Celeste's arms, clinging to her as if she were the sun in a world still dim with sorrow.
And I felt it — the bitter twist of jealousy deep in my gut.
> She remembered everything.
Everything I did.
And still… she chose Celeste.
Perhaps because after me, Celeste was the only one Rira had trusted.
The only one who didn't use her pain to gain power.
I watched in silence.
And strangely… I was happy to see Rira alive again.
> Happy… in my own cruel, broken way.
Because I knew what this meant.
I knew what I had to do next.
Now that I had witnessed Celeste's full powers — now that I had seen what the Mother Fairy had given her — I understood it fully.
> Celeste was more powerful than me.
More divine.
More sacred.
And that was perfect.
Because once I killed her, all of that would belong to me.
Her powers.
Her magic.
Her divine connection.
> Everything.
And once I had it… I would leave the Fairy Realm behind.
> I would step into the human world.
Where he lived.
> Finnian.
The one who betrayed everyone. The one who is the cause of curse.
I would find him — wherever he had hidden himself — and drag him back to Fairyland.
He would stand before me.
Before everyone.
And I would expose what he did.
Then… with all of Fairyland under my foot, with every soul bowing to me…
> I would rule.
I would enslave those who had once called me cursed.
I would erase every trace of mercy from the land.
Because not everyone deserves forgiveness.
Not everyone deserves love.
Some only understand power.
> And I… will become the language they learn.
My lips curled into a slow, venomous smile as I stared down at Celeste one last time.
> "Get ready to die, Celeste," I whispered to the glass.
"Marry me… and I'll reward you with death."
> "The greatest gift I can offer."
To be continued…