31: Chosen one

Killian’s POV

As the sun began its ascent, casting a soft golden glow over the landscape, I made my decision. The weight of my impending coronation pressed heavily upon me, a constant reminder of the responsibilities that awaited me.

I knew I could no longer hide in the shadows, avoiding my fate. The time had come to face my demons head-on, to confront the challenges that lay ahead with unwavering resolve.

With a heavy heart and a determined spirit, I made my way back to the palace. The journey was long and arduous, each second a painful reminder of the trials that awaited me.

I approached the palace gates and felt a sense of dread wash over me. The familiar sight of the grand structure filled me with a sense of foreboding, a reminder of the dangers that lurked within its walls.

But I pushed aside my fears, steeling myself for the challenges that lay ahead. I knew that I could not falter now, not when so much was at stake. I need to take over and be like my brother.

As I entered the