Chapter 190
A sharp, suffocating ache gripped my chest as I watched him fall
The vision dissolved, and I found myself back in the comforting glow of the Moon Goddess.
In this life,” she began her tone tinged with sorrow. “your intervention has already disrupted the natural flow of events. Ryan, sensing his inevitable defeat, has acted prematurely. His poisons are spreading like wildfire.”
Her words struck me like a physical blow.
I could feel my pulse quicken, my breathing hitch.
Ethan was out there, standing at the center of this unfolding chaos.
The possibility of him facing the same tragic fate, despite my efforts to rewrite this story, was unbearable.
I need to help him,” I said, my voice trembling with urgency. I can’t let him face this alone.”
The Moon Goddess stepped closer, her luminous form radiating a gentle warmth that eased some of the tension in my chest.
She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on my forehead, her touch as delicate as the caress of a summer breeze.
“Go with my blessing.” she whispered, her words carrying both comfort and a mysterious weight
A faint smile played on her lips, her eyes twinkling with a secret she did not yet reveal
“You won’t be alone. When the time is right, help will come.”
Before I could ask what she meant, the world around me began to dissolve.
A cascade of light engulfed me, and the serene figure of the goddess faded into the brilliance.
When my vision cleared, I found myself lying on a soft bed, the faint antiseptic scent of a medical Ward filling my senses.
Disoriented, I blinked against the harsh fluorescent lights overhead.
Thank the heavens, you’re awake!”
Eric’s voice broke through the haze, his face appearing above mine. Relief and worry mingled in his expression.
“Eric.” I murmured, trying to sit up. My muscles ached, but I ignored the discomfort. “Where’s Ethan? And Lirian?”
Eric hesitated but quickly replied, “The doctor said you fainted from low blood sugar. Ethan left not long after–it sounded urgent. Lirian received a summons from Iron Claw and had to deal with official business.”
His words barely registered.
My mind raced with urgency.
Ethan was out there, likely heading straight into Ryan’s trap.
“Eric,” I said sharply, my tone leaving no room for argument, “assemble a team of warriors. We’re heading to the Moon Shadow border immediately.”
Eric’s brows furrowed in confusion. “What’s going on?”
There’s no time to explain,” I said, already swinging my legs over the bed. “Trust me on this. Please.”
The tension in my voice silenced his questions.
He nodded curtly and left to make preparations.
Moments later, I climbed into a waiting car, my heart pounding like a war drum.
The engine roared to life, and the vehicle sped along the rugged roads.
I stared out the window, my thoughts a chaotic mix of worry and determination.
“Please, let me make it in time,” I whispered, a desperate prayer escaping my lips.
Eric, seated beside me, broke the tense silence.
Whatever this is, you don’t have to carry it alone,” he said, his voice unusually solemn. “You know we’ve got your back, right?”
I turned to him, my expression softening despite the storm raging inside me.
Thank you, Eric. I’ll hold you to that.”
His faint smile was fleeting, but it offered a moment of solace.
The rain poured relentlessly, a cold, stinging reminder of the urgency in my heart.
The soft patter on the roof of the vehicle was drowned out by my erratic breathing, my fingers clutching my wrists in a futile attempt to steady my trembling hands.
The tension was unbearable.
Ethan. He wasn’t just a person to me, my brother was my
pa
soul:
was the anchor to a past I thought I had lost and the hope I couldn’t afford to lose again.
Having found my way back to him, the mere thought of something happening to him was enough to unearth the deepest layers of my fear.
As the car lurched over uneven terrain, the driver glanced back at me.
His eyes reflected concern, but I couldn’t muster a word of reassurance.
The journey to the border felt like a lifetime, but when we arrived, the sight of the Moon Shadow warriors standing guard brought a flicker of relief.
The rain had drenched the land, and mud squelched beneath our boots as we moved carefully toward the battlefield.
My heart pounded in anticipation as we approached Ethan’s army.
At first, the warriors tensed, their weapons raised.
But as their eyes landed on me, recognition softened their features, and they lowered their defenses.
“Lady Sophia!”
one of the warriors exclaimed, his voice a mix of relief and surprise.
“You’ve returned!”
