The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Many years had flown by since Morgana’s last visit to Lucius’s resting place. Though hundreds of years had lapsed, she could still discern the spot where Lucius’s grave had been.

Despite her having obliterated the tombstone and even the graves themselves having been consumed by the relentless passage of time, she had an uncanny knack for locating Lucius’s burial site.

Though she knew his body wasn’t entombed here, Morgana still regarded this place as the closest connection to her older brother.

At that moment, her heart brimmed with sorrow, remorse and a touch of bitterness. Her emotions surged and like an unbidden tide, the events of that fateful year flooded her thoughts.

Initially, Morgana’s rush of affection and impulsive feelings for Lucius, followed by his abrupt disappearance from her view, had led her to believe that he must have been dispatched to Maria with the ring bestowed by their mentor. Thus, she had hastily departed the mountains and embarked on a journey in search of him.

Yet the road from the Mountains was perilous and far-flung and Morgana was still a prime fugitive hunted by the rebel court.

Undaunted, she undertook great trials to reach Diannan, only to find Lucius’s body already missing, consigned to the earth. It was then she learned the grim truth, her older brother, whose cultivation outshone her own, had met his demise by her own hand.

Truthfully, she hadn’t intended to end Lucius’s life. Her aim was to seize the Eternal Green Pill that their Master had left in Lucius’s care, along with the enigmatic ring.

Moreover, in her estimation, given Lucius’s prowess, even a stab to his heart shouldn’t have proven fatal.

mastery over reiki. Though his cultivation remained nascent, his reiki wasn’t wholly lacking, enabling him to temporarily stabilize his injuries and progressively recuperate by harnessing his spiritual essence. His wounds would mend and vitality would be

struggled to fathom. Only through persistent questioning did the reality settle in, Lucius was indeed gone, with

how she lamented, the dead could not be reclaimed. So resentment seeped in, a belief that

returning for years. Her absence wasn’t because she’d moved on from Lucius, but rather, in over three centuries, she still

at Lucius’s grave, Morgana whispered with emotion, “Brother Lucius, vividly I recall our first encounter. Back then, you were thirteen or fourteen and I, a mere twelve or thirteen, yet at that sight, love took

assist in your battles. Then, I concluded I’d stand with you for a lifetime. Wherever you ventured, I’d

founded the Warriors Den, I was the third member of the Warriors Den Association. Though you and your sister rejected my inclusion, I remained steadfast, declaring

emperor, I’d march sword in hand against the rebels until the

voice choked, “Brother Lucius, I thought time would sway your

escapes. Amid it all, many worthy hearts sought mine, but only yours held it. From that first gaze to my final

wept openly, unable to

aura, observing Morgana’s faint form through shifting shadows. He sensed tears, yet couldn’t