Chapter 242

• [Primus]
• There’s a heavy weight to my father’s crown. Crafted from the earth stained with the blood of the sun dragon army, he had taken the raw ore and placed it on his head, bending it to his will with the rush of victory thrumming through his body. It was during the decisive battle, the one that put Luxandra on top, freeing them from Solarian oppression.
• My mother had been by his side, her celestial forces having changed the tide of the war in our favor. She was madly in love with my father when she handed him the rubies that are now woven into the crown itself. The crown is more than just a symbol of power; it is also a symbol of unending love.