Ronan returned to his room late that night.
The Academy had mostly gone quiet, but the announcement still lingered in his mind. The Radiant Crown Tournament. Three academies. Ninety participants. The Sanctum of Light.
Most students were thinking about the rewards, the prestige, the skills, and the chance to stand on sacred ground.
Ronan was thinking about the crown. Or more specifically, what obtaining the crown meant.
He sat at his desk and reviewed what he remembered from the novel. The Radiant Crown had been presented as the tournament's highest symbol, but it was never just a trophy. That crown had divine energy imbued into it, Ronan was sure of it.
At the time, Ronan had read it as a standard protagonist reward.
Now, after everything with the Demon Leech, the Soul Path, and the Blood Deity, Ronan understood that what made the crown special wasn't just the fact that it was a prize.
