Chapter 117 – Volatile Princess, Immature Mother
Fokay – Forest of Asterion
It had been days since Sora met Kaden in this place, and she hadn't moved ever since.
Knowing that otherworlders from Darklore always appeared back at the spot they left, she was determined to wait for him, to catch him—and this time, she was ready.
She sat on a makeshift chair forged from pure golden flames, its surface swirling with silver stars that gave it a mystical, celestial glow—like a throne of divinity placed in the middle of the wild forest.
Behind her stood a man in full golden armor marked with the crest of Asterion, proud and bold on his chest. And if you looked closely at his face…you'd recognize him instantly.
Rome. The very same Kaden once threatened…and spared. All because he had a brother to care for.
He had changed since that day.
