Ten years later.
The kingdom had changed.
No crowns ruled the people.
No prophecy ruled their lives.
The Flame belonged to everyone.
Stories were told differently now.
Not of heroes.
Not of villains.
Of choices.
Children played in the palace gardens.
Where war once lived.
The wolves ran freely through the forests.
Protectors instead of monsters.
And every year...
On the night of the First Dawn...
People gathered beneath the stars.
Waiting.
Hoping.
Remembering.
Haken came every year.
Without fail.
He stood beneath the old moon tree.
The place where everything had begun.
Older now.
Wiser.
Still carrying the Wolf Blade.
He looked toward the sky.
As he always did.
"Still hiding?" he asked softly.
The wind answered.
A familiar laugh followed.
And golden petals began falling from nowhere.
Haken smiled.
Immediately.
Because he knew that laugh.
A figure appeared beneath the moonlight.
Half light.
Half shadow.
Beautiful.
Timeless.
Vivi.
Not queen.
Not guardian.
Just Vivi.
The girl behind the veil.
The girl who had changed the world.
"You took your time," Haken said.
She smiled.
The same smile she had worn from the beginning.
"You found me again."
He stepped forward.
Taking her hand.
Exactly as promised.
Above them, the stars burned brighter.
And somewhere beyond sight...
Aurelia watched with peace.
Aether and Ruin walked together into a new dawn.
And the world moved forward.
Not because darkness was gone.
But because people finally had the freedom to choose the light.
THE END.
🌹🌙 Cursed Beauty 🌙🌹
By:Stephanie G. Samuel