Chapter 84
The eastern horizon bled red long before the sun dared to show itself.
Kael felt it in his bones—the fire was not gone.
Not truly.
It was waiting.
Quiet.
Unseen.
In a small village far from the throne, a boy sat by the embers of a dying hearth.
His eyes glowed faintly—not with warmth, but with something else.
A spark that refused to die.
Eliendara stood beside Kael, watching the horizon from the palace walls.
"The fire is waking," she said, voice low.
Kael nodded.
"We thought we ended it."
"But some fires," she whispered, "burn beneath the ashes."
The boy's breath hitched.
The flame flickered.
And in the quiet of that moment, something deep inside him stirred.
Back beneath the fig tree, the child of hope smiled softly in its cradle—unaware that new flames were beginning to dance far away.
Kael clenched his fists.
The past was not done with them.
And the future…
Was about to be tested.
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The boy with the hidden flame begins his journey.
As Kael and Eliendara prepare for what's to come,old enemies watch from shadows, waiting to strike when the light is weakest.
The balance between hope and fire hangs by a thread—and one wrong move could ignite a war no one survives.