The Dragon King and His Fallen Star novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76: What Remains Unsaid

KIERYGAN‘ POV

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The room was still and silent, each person trying to decipher the meaning behind the message. It was clear now–the fae from Eirlys‘ dreams had made it intentionally cryptic, meant only for her to hear… or to understand.

Suddenly, a soft, hiccuping gasp broke the silence. Alarmed, I turned to Eirlys. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her breaths coming in ragged bursts as her shoulders shook violently.

“Sh*t,” I muttered under my breath.

In my focus on the message, I had forgotten how all of these revelations were affecting her. “Eirlys,” I called softly, reaching for her hand, now clenched into a trembling fist.

She didn’t look at me. Instead, a sob tore from her chest–raw and broken–echoing through the silent room. It was a cry so filled with pain it twisted something deep inside me, sharper even than when she thought Ashteryn was lost forever.

Across the table, Evander met my gaze, his eyes dark with worry. He gave a small, urging nod.

In one long stride, I was in front of her. I scooped her into my arms. She didn’t protest, didn’t even seem to notice she was cradled against me now, her sobs soaking into my shirt as I held her tighter.

I pressed my lips lightly against her cheek and temple, hoping to offer even a sliver of comfort. But a fresh wave of sobs tore through her as she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, burying her face against me.

I didn’t speak. Didn’t offer empty words of comfort. I simply held her closer, cradling the back of her head, my fingers gently stroking through her hair.

I glanced around the room. Their

Lucius. “This is too much for her to process all at once,” I said quietly. “She needs rest.”

here shadowed with concern, but my gaze settled on

He inclined his head in silent agreement. “Of course. We can continue our discussions later.”

I shifted her gently in my arms, adjusting my hold before carrying her out of the study. Without a word, I walked down the silent halls, each step echoing softly, until we reached my chambers.

I set her down gently onto the bed, expecting her to curl into the blankets and sleep. But she didn’t. Instead, she sat up, drawing her knees tightly to her chest, pressing her back firmly against the headboard as if she needed the solid wood behind her to keep from falling apart.

For a long moment, I just stood there, studying her pale, tear–streaked face framed by that spill of silver hair. The fragile rise and fall of her chest. The distant, vacant look in her eyes.

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76. What Remains Unsaid

Silence pressed heavy between us.

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I turned away and walked towards the window. Below, the courtyard lay cloaked in grey shadows. Vampire guards paced in disciplined silence, their eyes glowing red beneath their helms–ever vigilant, ever restless.

Suddenly, her soft voice broke the quiet. “Kierygan..

I turned slowly from the window to face her. She still wore that distant, vacant look, her eyes unfocused as though seeing something far beyond this room. I watched her silently, waiting for what she was about to say.

“You’ve known for a while,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “You’ve known what I was… why didn’t you tell me?”

I exhaled quietly, the weight of her question settling deep in my chest. “At first, I didn’t know what to do with that information,” I admitted. “Then I thought… if I kept it to myself, I could protect you.”

Her brow furrowed, pain flashing across her face. “How is keeping the truth from me supposed to protect me?”

I crossed the room and sat at the edge of her bed, turning my face away from hers. “You were still traumatized,” I said quietly. “From the attack… from what happened to Ashteryn. I didn’t want to overwhelm you by telling you that–like me–you’re the last of your kind.”

She didn’t reply, but I heard her release a heavy, trembling sigh.

“And if others knew,” I continued, my voice low, “they’d come after you for your power. There are

evils out there far greater than Malric and Morwenna.”

Silence stretched between us until, finally, she lifted her gaze to me. “How about you?” she asked

softly. “Didn’t you want something too?”

I turned to face her fully, my eyes narrowing into hers. “I want you… to be safe, Eirlys,” I said, fighting to keep my voice steady, to stop myself from saying everything I truly wanted. “I want you

protected. Free of that cursed bracelet.”

Her amethyst eyes searched mine, flickering with something unreadable as if gauging the truth in my words. Then she looked away again.

“How…” she whispered, her voice catching before she forced herself to continue. “How did Ulyanna know what she said to me? The woman… my mother… she spoke in my dreams. I could never hear

her.”

I closed my eyes briefly, steeling myself before replying. “I asked Ulyanna to walk into your dreams, “I said quietly. “To hear what you could not.”

She didn’t move, but her expression shifted, tightening with confusion and something sharper-

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betrayal. Her voice trembled when she finally spoke. “You sent her into my thoughts… my dreams… without telling me? Again?”

My stomach clenched, surprised by how calm her voice sounded despite the bite in her words. Guilt coiled tight inside me. “I’m not proud of it,” I said, my voice rough. “And I am sorry. But… we needed answers.”

She didn’t seem content with my response; I saw it in the tight clench of her jaw. But she didn’t argue, and somehow, that made the guilt burn deeper in my chest.

“Is there anything else?” she whispered, her voice fracturing around the words. “Anything else I need to know… that you haven’t told me?”

Use

My chest tightened painfully. Words in my mind–heavy, inevitable truths clawing up my

throat.

That you are mine. That the gods themselves bound your soul to mine. That every moment I spend near you unravels me further.

But like a coward, I swallowed them back down.

I forced my expression into one of cool indifference. “No,” I said quietly. “That’s all you need to

know.”

For now.

She kept her gaze on me, eyes searching for something I refused to give.

Then she lowered her head, hugging her knees tighter against her chest. “I’m tired,” she whispered. “If you don’t mind… I’d like some time alone.”

I watched her for a moment longer before giving a small nod. With a heavy heart, I stepped out of her chamber, closing the door carefully behind me. stood there for a heartbeat, staring at the carved wood, before I forced myself to move.

I needed air.

Outside, Obsidia’s skies were shrouded in restless grey clouds. A chill breeze swept through the

palace courtyard, rustling the pale ivy that climbed its pillars. The damp scent of rain lingered in

the wind.

I walked across the courtyard, my boots crunching against stray gravel. I paused when I spotted Evander and Ulyanna standing behind a thick cluster of shrubbery, speaking in low tones. Ulyanna, cloaked in her dark wool robe, noticed me first. Her eyes narrowed with concern as I closed the

distance to join them.

“How is she?” she asked softly.

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