Chapter 616: Her Rightful Place
The palace was as eerie as it was breathtaking. The foyer wasn't guarded by soldiers but by colossal statues of
stags. It was carved entirely from white stone and—call it strange—but the creature looked alive when she stared
into its eyes.
Violet swallowed nervously. This place practically hummed with power. Yet she was struck by the grandeur of
divine beauty that seemed to echo through every wall.
The hall stretched endlessly, its high vaulted ceiling inlaid with starlit glass that mimicked the real night sky. The
floor was made of smooth moonstone tiles that reflected the stars above, giving the illusion that one walked on
air. Floating lights drifted lazily through the air like fireflies.
A fountain stood at the center, its water glowing with magic, rising and falling in gravity-defying shapes—wings,
crowns, and celestial patterns. The air smelled faintly of sweet jasmine, while hauntingly beautiful melodies
echoed through the corridor, though no singer could be seen.
"Wow," Roman breathed, his eyes gleaming like a child taken to a one-of-a-kind amusement park. Violet could
only wonder about the chaos he could cause in a place like this.
She silently prayed her mother had a sense of humor. If not, they were doomed.
"Cthis way," Lila said, leading them toward a throne room at the far end, framed by an arched entryway.
The throne hall was vast, illuminated by natural light streaming through a dof glass and leaves. The throne
itself was imposing, but Violet's attention was on the woman standing on the dais, her back turned to them.
They kept walking until Lila suddenly halted and turned.
"This is where you stop," she said to the cardinal alphas.
None of them protested. They knew this moment was private, belonging to Violet alone.
Violet felt their gazes on her back as she followed Lila forward. Her heartbeat quickened with every step until the
dais loomed ahead, draped in soft light from the open dabove.
Then Lila dropped to her knees and bowed her head low.
"Your Majesty," her voice carried through the vast chamber, "the princess has returned."
Violet froze.
She stood awkwardly, unsure what to do. Was she supposed to bow? Or curtsy? Or say something royal?
Before she could even decide, the Fae standing on the dais turned, and the breath left Violet's lungs.
The sight of her mother hit her like lightning.
Queen Seraphira was simply divine.
Violet finally understood where her strange purple coloring cfrom. Her mother’s hair was a cascade of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtViolet, silky and long. It was braided in parts and threaded with beads, while the rest flowed freely down her back
in true Fae fashion.
Her eyes were deep amethyst, the kind that caught and held light. Even her lashes shimmered faintly, tipped
with gold dust. Her skin was soft and flawless, not marked by tor age.
She was so young and ethereal that anyone looking at them could have mistaken them for sisters instead of
mother and daughter. Violet almost felt jealous.
The Queen stepped forward, her every movement graceful, and deliberate as though the very air parted for her.
She took her time, descending each step until she stood directly before Violet.
For a long heartbeat, they simply looked at each other, mother and daughter, strangers bound by blood.
"l—uh—Hi? | mean, greetings... your majesty? Or should | say mother—Queen—uh..." Violet stammered
hopelessly.
Queen Seraphira’s lips curved, and she laughed softly.
It was the sweetest sound Violet had ever heard, like bells ringing in a dream.
The awkwardness in her chest doubled, but she couldn't help smiling shyly.
Then, with quiet certainty, the Queen reached out and took Violet's hand. She lifted it and pressed their palms
together, fitting them perfectly.
At first, Violet only felt warmth, then suddenly, a surge of energy burst through her veins. It was nothing like the
thrill of Alaric’s lightning. It flooded her, wrapped around her, and filled her until her heart pounded against her
ribs.
She gasped softly, her magic instinctively rising to meet it. For a fleeting moment, mother and daughter's auras
intertwined, Violet light and shadows dancing together, glowing between their joined hands.
The Queen's eyes softened.
"Blood of my blood," she whispered, voice trembling with emotion.
"What?" Violet whispered back, barely able to speak through the lump in her throat.
"Your father would whisper those words to you when you were in my womb," Queen Seraphira said, her gaze
growing distant, filled with memories. "I never truly understood those words until now."
Her voice broke slightly, and then she smiled, radiant and proud.
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Her voice cracked as she went on, "When your father took you, | nearly went mad with grief. If it hadn't been for
the priestess assuringthat you were alive, | would have died of heartbreak."
Her words broke into sobs. "I'm so sorry, Violet... for everything you had to face alone."
Violet felt her mother’s arms tighten around her again desperately as if the Queen feared she would vanish if she
let go. Tears slid down her mother’s cheeks, warm against her neck.
Violet's throat ached, but she gently patted her back. "It's okay," she whispered softly. "I’m fine now. | don’t hold
any of it against you."
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She wasn’t so sure about that yet. Because no matter how beautiful this realm was, there were people waiting
for her back in the human realm.
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