Chapter 395: The Sacrifice

Astrid's POV

The heat of the amulet's power surged through me, fire and ice clawing at my very core. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the end, ready to accept the pain that would come. This was it.

But before the energy could consume me, a sudden, powerful force slammed into my side, sending me sprawling to the ground.

I gasped, my eyes flying open in shock. The world spun for a moment before I steadied myself, and when I looked up, my heart stopped.

Rowena stood where I had been, her hands firmly on the amulet, the blinding glow of its energy engulfing her.

Our eyes met. For a fleeting moment, there was no coldness in her gaze, no calculation-only peace.

"Rowena, no!" I screamed, scrambling to my feet.

She closed her eyes, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips, and said nothing.

The energy erupted from the amulet, a searing light that forced me to shield my face.

"No!" the Rogue King's voice boomed, his fury cutting through the chaos.

The light intensified, consuming everything around us until it was impossible to see.

When the light finally faded, the clearing was eerily silent.

I lowered my hands, my heart pounding as I took in the scene. The amulet lay shattered into countless tiny pieces, glittering like dust across the broken altar.

And there, lying still on the ground, was Rowena.

Her lifeless eyes stared up at the sky, her hands frozen in place where they had clutched the amulet.

Rowena was gone, and the

the injured. My heart hammered in

I couldn't breathe.

who had caused so much pain. Rowena, who had betrayed

had pushed me aside. She had taken the amulet's power into

Why?

in my mind, suffocating me with its weight. Rowena had always been selfish, always calculating, always serving her own interests. She had no love

forward, my knees giving out beneath me as I knelt beside her. My

so sharp and unfeeling, now stared blankly into the

me. "Why?"

breathing broke through my thoughts. He stood a few steps away, his golden eyes wide and unfocused as

his voice hoarse. "No.

forward, his steps uneven. He sank to his knees beside her, his hand reaching out hesitantly to touch her

it aloud would make it real. His jaw tightened, and a

do this?" he asked, his voice breaking. "You—” He choked on the words, his hands

down

tore through him like

source of

life. He had always thought her death would bring relief, even justice. But now that she was gone, all he felt was a hollow ache, a grief he

shaking. “I

to her arm,

You saved

of snapping

and I turned to see the Rogue King emerging from the shadows, his face a mask of fury. His

ovel

body and the

through the clearing. "She

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