Chapter 72As Oswald walked into the grand hall of the palace, the sound of cheering and screams filled the air. "All hail the king!" the crowd shouted, their excitement palpable. Oswald couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as he smiled and waved at them, acknowledging their support.Waiting for Oswald by the throne was Baron, his trusted advisor and friend. As they locked eyes, Baron subtly mouthed the words, "Be calm." Oswald took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves, and continued walking towards the throne.The process of crowning Oswald began, each step meticulously planned. However, just as the crown was about to be placed on his head, a sudden commotion outside the grand hall caught everyone's attention. Oswald's heart started to race, panic creeping into his eyes.Baron, ever composed, pressed down on Oswald's shoulder, his voice barely above a whisper. "Be calm, my king," he reassured him. With a nod from Baron, the crown was placed upon Oswald's head, the weight of

Chapter 74Myra carefully cradled ten-month-old Allistar in her arms as they sat at the dining table. Allistar's joyful giggles filled the room as Myra lovingly fed her. Myra is holding a spoonful of mashed bananas and apples in front of Allistar's mouth, and every time she brings the spoon close, Allistar would let out a little squeal of excitement."Here comes the airplane! Open wide!" Myra says in a playful tone, making the spoon fly through the air before landing in Allistar's mouth. The baby gobbles it up and claps her hands, causing Myra to chuckle softly."You're such a little monkey, aren't you?" Myra says, wiping a bit of banana off of Allistar's face. The two of them are a picture of pure joy and love, and it's a scene that warms the heart.The sound of the baby's laughter brought a much-needed sense of warmth and happiness to Myra's heart as she navigated through the difficult days that followed the death of Augustine and Aeron's sudden disappearance. The atmosphere was he

Chapter 76Aeron snapped awake with a jolt, his eyes flying open as he found himself lying on the damp forest floor. A sense of disorientation washed over him as he took in his surroundings. The dense forest stretched out before him, the towering trees casting long shadows that danced in the soft light filtering through the canopy above. He recognized the place immediately; it was just outside the borders of his kingdom, a place he often retreated to for solace and contemplation.As he tried to recall how he had come to be there, a sharp, piercing pain throbbed in his temples, causing Aeron to wince. He pressed a hand to his head, willing the headache to subside. Slowly, the pain began to ease, and memories flooded back into his mind with startling clarity.Augustine, his beloved wife, and their sweet daughter, the light of his life. His heart ached at the thought of them. And then, the betrayal of his own brother, Oswald, who had orchestrated a plot against him in a bid for power. A

Chapter 78Baron stood before Oswald's imposing door, knocking vigorously in a desperate attempt to grab the king's attention. The minutes stretched on, and there still wasn't any response. Frustration etched across Baron's face as he sighed, muttering to himself, "Not again."Determined to enter, Baron extended his hand toward the lock, fingers flexing with practiced ease. A soft incantation left his lips, and a subtle glow enveloped the lock. The magical energies worked their charm, and the lock yielded, allowing Baron to push the door open. As the entrance creaked, revealing the intimate scene within, Baron's eyes widened with surprise.Oswald, entwined with a maiden, seemed oblivious to the intrusion. The atmosphere was charged, and even Baron's magical entrance failed to disrupt their passionate encounter. Unfazed, they continued until they were done, and Baron found himself an unwelcome witness to their liaison.Oswald, not missing a beat, instructed the maiden to leave, leaving

Chapter 80Aeron wandered through the dense forest, his mind heavy with the burden of making amends with the enemies he had unwittingly forged. Knowing they would attack him on sight, he pondered the need for a mediator. Suddenly, a name flashed in his thoughts – Pelenore, a powerful wizard who had once collaborated with his father. Though challenging, Pelenore was his only choice. Determined, he changed direction, setting his course for Pelenore's dwelling.Upon reaching the shabby cabin, Aeron raised his hand to knock, but a raspy voice from within invited him in. "Enter, son of Levi."The door creaked open, revealing the aged wizard. The room was dimly lit, with flickering candles casting eerie shadows across the walls. Aeron's eyes fell upon Pelenore. They stood face to face, with Pelenore's intense gaze shooting daggers at him.Silence hung heavy in the air, and Aeron could feel the weight of Pelenore's disappointment and anger. Without warning, the sorcerer swiftly picked up a s