Chương 43: Chapter 42: Lyra's Secret

That night. The Temple of the Sky remained sealed. Nobody slept. Nobody relaxed. The appearance of a Celestial Lord had changed everything. Lyra stood alone near the edge of a floating island. The moonlight illuminated her silver hair. Rayan approached quietly. Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation. For several moments— Neither spoke. Then Lyra sighed.

"I knew this would happen." Rayan stopped.

"What aren't you telling me?" The Wind Saint closed her eyes. Pain flashed across her face. Ancient pain. The kind carried for centuries. Then she finally answered.

"I was born during the First Age." Silence. The world seemed to stop. Rayan stared. Pavan stared. Even the Guardian looked surprised. Lyra laughed bitterly.

"That's usually the reaction." The prince struggled to process the information.

"That's impossible."

"It should be." The wind around her became sorrowful.

"But the Celestial Court made sure I survived." The Guardian immediately understood. His expression darkened.

"You were an experiment." Lyra nodded. The words felt like a confession. And a curse. To Be Continue....