Chapter 213: All hail the Queen!
While Lylah spent time trying to help Lucas wake, Arianna was building.
Feel the fire.
That was a primary fact of being a dragon keeper. Fire is part of you. You are the fire. The fire is you.
When determination burns within, there’s no stopping.
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That was the state of Arianna. The power felt strong, yet familiar–part of her, as if she had been in these shoes before.
Within a few days, she was thriving, loved and respected by the people, except that something kept calling her. Something she couldn’t ignore.
Her half was still there. And as badly as she wanted to stay with her son and mother to grow the connection, Arianna still felt
empty.
Now, she stood on top of a small mountain, below were the werewolf soldiers being led out by the Ouroboros warriors.
The werewolves hadn’t been starved ever since they got here, and it was time to see if the hospitality had shoved some senses
into them.
Falcon stood by her right side like the strong protector he had always been, eyes sharp.
Eryz was on the left, looking brutal with his weapon.
Many of the soldiers looked around, fear etched on their faces.
“Don’t worry. I didn’t bring you all out to end up as meat in my dragon’s belly or as ashes like your commander who tried to kill my son that night.”
Eyes widened. Fear doubled.
“If you’re curious,” Arianna pointed at the mountain afar, “she is there.”
They all saw Lily in the distance, looking small afar and asleep.
“You all came here under one order: ruin this land and eradicate us all,” she began, and they all shifted their gaze to her. “Many of your men died for it, and you all became prisoners, but never treated like one. That’s to tell you this realm has no intention to become the devils you portray them to be.”
Her words sank into their bones.
“I could have easily destroyed every last one of you. But I didn’t. That’s my choice, and today you shall make yours,” she said, her voice calm and powerful. “I’m not here to beg you. I’m not here to inspire you with dreams and false hopes. You’ve had enough lies shoved down your throats to know how empty those are.”
She looked at them one by one.
Males and females stood at a crossroad.
“We’ve been shoved into a war that should have been buried, hearts manipulated by those who held scars that should have been long forgotten.” Her eyes sharpened. “And this led the world to burn. The home we once knew is barely recognizable. You’ve seen it–the moon realm, rotting inside.”
Silence fell. The air was heavy. Most of the soldiers lowered their gazes.
“I’m going to change that. Not with peace treaties. Not with sweet words or noble games. But with fire, and blood, and truth.”
She took a sharp breath.
“So here’s your choice.”
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she raised her hand and pointed at the valley to the south, one that led to the moon realm.
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Go back. Join the Lords and fake gods. Serve your titles. Drink their poison. Be their blades. But know this: when I come for them and I will anyone standing with them will burn just the same.”
Then she turned, and her finger came down to the earth beneath their feet.
“Or bend the knee. Right here. Right now. Not to me. I don’t want your worship. I want your spine. Your fists. Your war.”
Her gaze flared.
“If you kneel, you kneel not to a queen—but to the battle that will bury this corrupted world and make space for a new one.”
She gave them a heartbeat to decide.
The air was thick. A few still hesitated. A few began to tremble.
And then–one soldier, the old one who had challenged Rodaric that night, stepped forward and dropped to his knees.
Another followed.
Then another.
Until the clatter of armor meeting stone echoed across the mountainside like drumbeats.
Arianna didn’t smile.
Her right fist was placed over her left chest.
The old one’s voice rose in the air.
“All hail the Queen!”
Silence stretched for some beats, clearly catching the others off guard, even Arianna herself.
But he continued. And then another joined.
“All hail the Queen!”
“All hail the Queen!”
“All hail the Queen!”
Their chant grew heavy as time passed until all of them were saying it.
Arianna cast a look at Falcon, who joined them in chanting with a smile.
Even Eryz hit his own chest harder, that’s how deep the male respected her.
You don’t need promises to be chosen.
You don’t need bloodlines or blessings.
You don’t wear the crown.
You become it.
“All hail Arianna Greystone. The true Queen!”
The dragon soared high, slicing through the clouds. The land was vast and far beneath, mountains like jagged teeth, rivers, and forests with wild animals roaming.
Rheal’s tiny laughter mingled with Arianna’s as they watched two birds collide and lose balance. Two mountains stretched in
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Chapter 213: All hail the Queen!
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