A new morning, sunlight streaming through the office windows.
Peerakorn and Taentine sat in the conference room again, documents and new evidence spread before them.
"They've hidden everything for too long," Taentine said, his voice cold yet tinged with anger.
Peerakorn nodded, gripping his magical staff tightly.
"This time, I won't let anyone hurt you again."
Taentine opened an old video file — the image of his mother's younger brother appeared clearly.
"See… this is the real one. They've been plotting everything from the start."
Peerakorn sighed, feeling the pain in Taentine's heart.
"I'll stay by your side… no matter how cruel the past is."
Together, they began strategizing their counterattack, merging bone magic and steel power.
The sound of metal and the glow of magic filled the room, signaling readiness to protect and exact revenge.
After the meeting, Taentine pulled Peerakorn into the private quarters.
"Tonight… we must forget everything outside."
Peerakorn's heart raced as he felt the strong and warm muscles of Taentine.
Moonlight streamed through the window, casting shadows of two bodies on the bed.
Love and trust manifested in every touch.