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The mysterious lullaby

In the enchanting land of Serendia, where shimmering moonlight dance upon tranquil lakes and ancient forest whisper secrets, there exists a mysterious lullaby that drifts throught the hight air. Every evening, when the sun sets behind the horizon, a haunting melody emerges, soothing the heart of the restless and beckoning sleep to weary souls.

Wiki_Ozzy2616 · Kỳ huyễn
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53 Chs

32 Chapter

"Get everyone ready for a fight. I will be right back," Kevin said to Samuel. Samuel left to get everyone prepared for the fight. My heart sank and I was now terrified. Kevin changed into his armor while I tried to hold back my tears and sobs. He saw me and walked over to me, hugging me and kissing my head. "I will be back, my love. But you have to be strong for me and our kingdom," he said before kissing my forehead. He took a step back, gazing at me for a moment before looking away. Tears welled up in my eyes and spilled down my cheeks, and I couldn't stop crying. The sound of Kevin walking towards the door made me look up. I could see his determination and love for me as he headed towards the door. He paused for a moment, turned, and smiled at me. He kissed me once more before saying, "I love you, Elliana. Be strong for me. I will be back, my love." He then turned around and left the room wearing his armor. I looked at him, crying harder, and I couldn't breathe. I couldn't control myself, and I fell forward onto the ground in tears, sobbing uncontrollably. I covered my mouth, trying not to let anyone hear me. As I stood alone in our bedroom, my heart was pounding so hard that I could barely hear my own thoughts. But after some time, I managed to calm down a bit and started to gather myself. I put my dress back on and zipped it up, feeling a sense of comfort in the fabric. As I walked out of the room, I could feel the emptiness of the house. It was as if everyone had vanished into thin air. I made my way to the main door, but there was no one there to be found. I realized that they must have left already, leaving me alone in the house. With a heavy heart, I wandered aimlessly until I found myself in the throne room. The room was vast and grand, with towering pillars and ceilings that seemed to reach the heavens. I sat down on my throne, feeling small and insignificant in this grand space. As I looked around, I noticed the maids who had been watching me with pity. They could see the pain and sorrow in my eyes, and they knew that I needed solace. Without a word, they went away and came back with tea and some cookies, trying to cheer me up. I smiled weakly at them, grateful for their kindness. As I sipped the tea and nibbled on the cookies, I could feel a sense of warmth spreading through my body. The maids bowed and walked away, leaving me alone once again in the big throne room. The silence was deafening, and I could hear nothing but the sound of my own breathing. The emptiness of the room was a stark reminder of the void that had been left in my heart. I drank and ate alone in the throne room, trying to drown out the sound of the silence that seemed to be suffocating me. But even in this grand space, I felt small and insignificant, lost in my own thoughts and emotions.

As I sat alone in the throne room, my mind was consumed by a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. I was so lost in my world that I didn't even hear someone enter the room. Suddenly, a strange voice broke through the silence, "Excuse me, my Queen." I looked up to see that it was our uncle. He must have sensed my worry and asked, "Why the long face?" I didn't know how to respond at first, but I eventually mustered up the courage to share my fears with him. "I'm scared, uncle. What if he doesn't return?" I said, my voice shaking with anxiety. Without hesitation, he put a comforting arm around my shoulder and led me outside. As we walked, he reassured me that everything would be alright. "He'll come home," he said confidently. However, my fears continued to linger, and I couldn't help but ask, "But what if he never does? What if he gets captured?" As if knowing exactly what to say, our uncle shook his head and let out a light laugh. "Don't worry, sweetheart," he said warmly. "He will be back. You'll see." His words brought me a sense of comfort, and for the first time in a long while, I felt a glimmer of hope that perhaps everything would turn out alright after all. We spent the entire day together, having lunch and dinner together too. At night, I went out and flew above the kingdom, singing a song. After watching over the kingdom, I flew back to my bedroom, changed into my nightgown, went to bed, and fell asleep.