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Lucius returned, causing the gloom that had shrouded the Glorious Demon Fortress to lift slightly.
Aelia tightly embraced her long-lost son, feeling the familiar warmth of his body, a mix of emotions swirling within her.
She glanced up at Luna, who stood nearby, the small infant offering her a comforting smile.
"This child..." Aelia felt a strange sensation rising within her.
Ever since Luna was born, it seemed that everything happening in the Magic Castle was intricately connected to her.
During the banquet, Leonard arrived late, a hint of fatigue on his face.
He walked over to Aelia and asked with concern, "My dear, I've been so busy with affairs of the Magic Castle lately that I may have neglected you. You're not upset, are you?"
Aelia smiled gracefully, raising her glass and taking a delicate sip.
"The Lord of the Fortress has countless responsibilities; how could I be upset? You should take care of yourself instead."
Leonard nodded in satisfaction, but his gaze unconsciously drifted toward Luna.
The infant sat at the dining table, engrossed in gnawing on a piece of fruit, seemingly indifferent to everything around her.
"By the way, Luna has become increasingly adorable lately," Leonard remarked casually. "I still remember when she was just a tiny bundle; now she can crawl all over the place."
Aelia's heart sank slightly.
She remembered clearly that Leonard had never shown much interest in Luna before; why was he suddenly bringing her up today?
"Yes, Luna is quite clever," Aelia said meaningfully as she cast a glance at Leonard. "There are some things she may not say, but she understands them all the same."
Leonard's smile faltered for a moment before returning to its usual warmth.
"Madam, you jest. She's still just a child; what could she possibly understand?"
After the banquet, Aelia returned to her room, her doubts growing heavier in her heart.
Luna's sudden appearance, Leonard's unexpected concern, and the elusive look in his eyes when he glanced at Luna—all of it left Aelia feeling uneasy.
"Qin Si," Aelia called for her personal maid.
"Madam, how may I serve you?" Qin Si asked respectfully.
"Please find out what Lord has been busy with lately," Aelia's voice was soft yet carried an undeniable authority.
Having served Aelia for many years, Qin Si understood her thoughts well. She did not ask further questions but simply nodded in silence.
"Yes, Madam. I will take care of it right away."
A few days later, Qin Si entered Aelia's room with a serious expression, holding a thick stack of documents.
"Madam, I have found something," Qin Si's voice trembled slightly. "Lord... he has a separate courtyard outside the city where he often spends the night. Moreover..."
Qin Si hesitated for a moment before handing the documents from In Hand to Aelia.
Aelia took the documents and began flipping through them page by page.
In the photos, Leonard was embracing a young and beautiful woman, their gestures intimate, like a couple in love.
Aelia's hands started to tremble, and the In Hand documents fell to the floor.
Her face turned pale, her eyes vacant, as if she had lost all her strength.
“No... this can't be happening...” Aelia murmured to herself. Years of love and trust crumbled in that instant.
She couldn't believe that the man who had once cared for her so deeply had betrayed her!
“Madam, are you alright?” Qin Si rushed forward to support Aelia, asking with concern.
Aelia pushed Qin Si away forcefully, shouting hysterically, “Get away! All of you, get away!”
Qin Si was too frightened to approach again and could only stand silently by, watching Aelia fall apart.
In the study, the elder brother sat in his wheelchair, flipping through a thick Magic Tome.
Since the Magic Backlash had left him disabled, he had been reclusive, lost in his own world.
Suddenly, the door was flung open, and Second Brother rushed in with an anxious expression.
“Brother, something's wrong! Mother…” The Second Brother's words were cut off by the elder brother.
“I know,” the elder brother said calmly, putting down the book in his hand. “I've heard about Father.”
The Second Brother was taken aback, surprised that his elder brother had learned of it so quickly. “Then you…”
“I’m fine.” The elder brother took a deep breath, striving to calm himself.
“I know what you're thinking. Our priority now is to help Mother, not to panic.”
Looking into his elder brother's determined eyes, a warm current surged within the Second Brother.
He understood that although his elder brother was physically disabled, his wisdom and courage were the family's most valuable assets.
“Elder Brother, you're right,” the Second Brother nodded. “I’ll go help Mother with plans right away. Together, we brothers can surely overcome this crisis!”
The elder brother smiled with relief.
“Go ahead. Remember, no matter what happens, stay calm. We are the hope of Magic Castle; we cannot let our family's glory fall in our hands.”
As night fell, the Glorious Demon Fortress was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere.
Aelia sat alone in her room, staring blankly out the window.
“Why… why does he have to treat me this way…” Aelia murmured, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Aelia's voice was hoarse and weak.
"Mother, it's me." The voice of her elder brother came from outside.
Aelia wiped away her tears and forced a smile. "Come in."
Her brother pushed the door open and, upon seeing Aelia's haggard appearance, felt a sharp pain in his heart.
"Mother, are you alright?"
Aelia shook her head, signaling that she was fine.
"Mother, I know you're feeling very hurt right now." He walked over to her side and spoke softly, "But you can't just give up. You are the Lady of the Fortress of Magic Castle, our Mother. You need to be strong!"
Looking into her brother's determined eyes, Aelia felt a surge of strength within her.
Yes, she couldn't give up; she still had her children, and she had to protect the honor of Magic Castle!
"Thank you, brother." Aelia grasped his hand gratefully and said, "I know what I need to do now."
At that moment, their second brother also entered the room. He looked at Aelia and their elder brother and said solemnly, "Mother, brother, I have a plan that might help us get through this difficult time..."
The three of them gathered together to discuss their strategy.
As night deepened, the light in the study remained bright.
Meanwhile, Lucius stood by the window, gazing up at the starry sky.
He had a feeling that something was about to happen in the Magic Castle.
"I hope everything will be alright..." Lucius murmured, filled with concern.
Suddenly, he heard a faint sound of footsteps behind him.
"Who’s there?" Lucius spun around, asking warily.
From the darkness, a figure slowly emerged. It was Luna.
"Luna? What are you doing here?" Lucius asked, puzzled.
Luna said nothing but pointed towards the sky with her finger.
Following her gesture, Lucius looked up and saw a shooting star streak across the night sky, vanishing in an instant.
"A shooting star?" Lucius felt even more confused. Why did Luna want him to see it?
Just then, Luna spoke up, her voice youthful and clear, yet tinged with a hint of mystery.
"Brother San, it’s coming soon... everything is about to change..."
Luna finished speaking and turned to leave, leaving Lucius standing there, at a loss.
He sensed that there was something important hidden within Luna's words.
As he watched her depart, his mind was filled with confusion.
What did Luna truly know?
And what changes were about to come that would affect the Magic Castle?
The hall of Glory Castle, once filled with laughter and warmth, now suffocated under a heavy silence, thick enough to make it hard to breathe.
The truth of Leonard's betrayal swept through the castle like a raging Wind Magic, leaving chaos in its wake.
Aurea, the once vibrant mistress of the castle, now sat like a Porcelain Doll, her face pale and her gaze vacant.
The luxurious furniture and glimmering Tapestry seemed to mock her sorrow.
Three days had passed.
It had been three days since the truth crashed down on her like a boulder, and each day she felt herself slowly sinking into a cold abyss.
She could still feel the crumpling paper between her numb fingers; those Evidence Photos seemed to Brand themselves onto her retina.
The scent of Leonard's favorite cologne, which once brought her comfort, now made her feel nauseous.
A small hand, as gentle as a feather, touched her arm.
Aurea looked down and saw her youngest daughter, Luna, gazing up at her with those remarkably wise eyes.
The child's touch was usually a soothing balm, but now it felt like a spark on dry tinder.
A flicker of an emotion akin to anger ignited within Aurea.
Of course, this anger was not directed at Luna, but rather at the cruel irony of it all.
This innocent little life had unknowingly become the center of this farce, a silent witness to the collapse of her world.
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from the other end of the hall.
Aurea flinched; the sound shattered the oppressive silence.
Then came a series of curses, accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking glass.
It was Selron, her third son.
Selron, the child everyone called the "Prodigy," who coasted through life on sheer talent and charm.
He treated magic as a toy rather than a sacred art.
He spent more time chasing butterflies than honing his skills, reveling in the unwarranted praise of others.
Now, faced with the looming threat of his family's downfall, Selron's world, where privileges came effortlessly, was crumbling around him.
Aurea stood up, her Twin Legs trembling as she walked toward the source of the sound.
She found Selron in the study, surrounded by shattered Alchemical Potion Bottle fragments.
The air was thick with the acrid smell of burnt herbs and a sense of regret.
He hunched over, hands covering his face, his Lucius' Thin Shoulders shaking.
"Selron?" Aurea asked softly, her voice hoarse.
He looked up, his eyes red and filled with a self-loathing she had never seen before.
"Mom," he choked out, "I... I'm so useless."
Aurea's anger dissipated, replaced by a fierce maternal instinct to protect.
She knelt beside him and pulled him into her embrace.
"No, my son, you are not useless."
He held her tightly, his Luna voice causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.
"I should have... I should have listened... studied harder..."
“It's not too late,” Aurea said softly, stroking his hair. “It will never be too late.” She looked at the shattered remains left by his reckless experiments. “Tomorrow, we will start anew.”
Meanwhile, Lucius paced back and forth in the room, the thick carpet absorbing the sound of his footsteps.
He felt like a bird trapped in an invisible cage, beating its wings against the confines.
He glanced at the window, recalling Luna's mysterious words: “Everything is about to change…” The memory sent a chill down his spine.
Change.
The word hung in the air, both threatening and hopeful.
He longed for the familiar comfort of the past, but deep within him, a small rebellious spark craved the unknown.
In this crumbling castle, he trusted Luna more than anyone else—this strange yet understanding child.
He was convinced that Luna held the key to their redemption and revenge.
All he had to do was wait.
And what about Luna?
She sat on the windowsill of the nursery, bathed in moonlight.
She watched the clouds drift across the sky, her little brow furrowed in thought.
The situation was slowly but steadily unfolding.
The truth of Leonard's betrayal was just the first domino to fall.
She needed more.
More chaos.
More opportunities.
She closed her eyes, allowing the power of magic to flow within her, feeling like a tiny conduit connecting to the immense force surging beneath the surface of this world.
She sensed the changes of Zhen Chan, the shifts in alliances, and the breeding of resentment.
The time was almost ripe.
Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the door of the Nursery.
Luna opened her eyes, a faint smile curling at the corners of her lips.
"Come in," she said softly. The door creaked open, revealing…
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