Chapter 548:

Aekeira held her tighter, as though her arms could shield her from the pain.

“This is why I never talk about it,” Emeriel sobbed, her voice breaking. “After all these years… it shouldn’t hurt this much. But it does. I feel like I’m tearing apart inside.”

“It was not your fault, do you hear me?” Aekeira whispered sternly, her voice full of conviction. “Stop blaming yourself! Stop—”

Her words froze mid-sentence. She pulled back, her tear-streaked face suddenly tense.

“What is it?” Emeriel asked, her voice shaky and weak.

Aekeira wiped at her cheeks, her gaze fixed sharply on something behind Emeriel.

Dread coiled in Emeriel’s stomach as she slowly turned around.

There, standing in the doorway, pale as death itself, was Grand King Daemonikai.

Oh heavens… no.

PRINCESS EMERIEL

Daemonikai, her pain

on was him—how to shield him from the agony she

wavered as she stepped toward him, her head shaking slightly. He

we lose a child two years ago and…?” His throat worked,

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dread on his face

eyes were practically begging her to say no. To tell

was a lie, a cruel jest. A fabricated story to placate

his gaze—the raw fear, the refusal to

Telling him exactly what he wanted to hear. Anything

save them. Not from

admitted, her voice breaking. “I

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