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The frantic voice of the maid echoed through the hall, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples upon ripples.
Aelia's heart sank suddenly, a wave of ominous premonition washing over her.
Before she could even ask what was happening, a staggering figure burst into the hall.
Leonard, the Lord of the Glorious Demon Fortress, now appeared as disheveled as a lost dog.
His luxurious Magic Robe was covered in dust, his golden Hair was in disarray, and his once vibrant face was now marred by pallor and despair. His sunken eye sockets held eyes filled with Blood Vein, as if he had endured immense suffering.
“Aelia! My Aelia!” Upon seeing Aelia, Leonard seemed to grasp at a lifeline, stumbling forward and crashing to his knees on the floor with a heavy thud.
The Peacock Stone Tiles of the hall were cold and hard; through the thin Cloth, that Coldness seemed to seep into his bones, causing him to shiver involuntarily.
Qin Si stepped forward quickly, positioning himself in front of Aelia, his gaze icy as he stared at Leonard, his tone filled with disdain. “Lord Leonard, what kind of appearance is this?”
“Qin Si…” Leonard’s voice was Hoarse and weak, tinged with a hint of pleading. “Let me see Aelia, I beg you…”
Qin Si furrowed his brow, about to scold him when he heard Aelia's cold voice: “Let him speak.”
At her words, Leonard seemed to receive a reprieve. He crawled over to Aelia, gripping her Skirt tightly as if he were a drowning man clutching onto the last piece of driftwood.
He lifted his head, tears streaming down his face, trembling Lips uttering, “Aelia, forgive me! I was wrong! I truly know my mistakes!”
Aelia looked down at the man she once loved fiercely, Leonard, who now knelt humbly at her feet, a mix of emotions swirling within her.
Slowly, she withdrew her hand from Leonard's tight grip, the cold touch sending a shiver through her heart.
“Leonard,” Aelia's voice was eerily calm, each word piercing Leonard's heart like an ice pick. “What face do you have left to ask for my forgiveness? Have you forgotten the words you once spoke? Have you forgotten the things you did?”
Leonard trembled all over; he certainly had not forgotten.
He remembered the vows he made to Aelia, promising to love her for a lifetime, and only her.
He also recalled how he betrayed Aelia, seeking pleasure with Leonard's Concubine while casting aside those promises.
Now, everything he had was reduced to nothingness—his reputation, his status, his power—all had slipped away from him.
He was scorned by the magical community and betrayed by former allies, treated like a rat scurrying through the streets.
“I... I know I was wrong...” Leonard's voice choked with emotion as regretful tears fell like pearls from a broken string. “I have lost everything; I have nothing left... Aelia, please, give me another chance...”
“A chance?” Luna's youthful voice rang out with unexpected strength, like a thunderclap in Leonard's ears.
Her small figure stood there, radiating a powerful aura that demanded attention.
“You have betrayed Mother, betrayed this family, and betrayed the glory of the Glorious Demon Fortress. What right do you have to speak of chances?”
Leonard was pierced by Luna's words, and he lifted his head to look at the child he had once overlooked.
He had never known that this little girl possessed such immense power; her gaze and tone instilled in him an inexplicable fear.
Aelia looked at Luna, taking her small hand and slowly rising to her feet, looking down at Leonard who knelt on the ground.
“Leonard,” Aelia's voice was cold and resolute, “from the moment you betrayed me, everything between us ended. You are no longer the Lord of the Glorious Demon Fortress, nor are you my husband. From now on, we are like strangers.”
With that, Aelia took Luna's hand and left the hall without looking back, leaving Leonard alone on his knees, like a puppet drained of its soul, motionless.
The hall was silent, with only Leonard's suppressed sobs echoing in the vast space, making it seem particularly desolate.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze hollow as he stared in the direction where Aelia and Luna had departed. A strange smile crept onto his lips as he murmured to himself, “End? No, this is just the beginning…”
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