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Chapter 20 - Poisoned Crown

The Starlance hovered at the threshold of the Aether Veil, a cosmic nexus of shimmering light and temporal storms, the Starheart's energy a pulsing beacon within. The bridge was thick with a tense silence, the crew's eyes darting to King Zevryn Thaloryn, whose white hair was tied back, his violet eyes burning with a mix of triumph and dread. His obsidian armor gleamed, his silver tattoos pulsing with starfire, a testament to his dual kingship over Aeltharion and Varenthia—and his sacred lineage as a Lord of the Blood, now tainted by a calculated act. The peace with Solaris's remnant, secured by a blowjob to Lord Gavren, had been a lie; Zevryn had coated his lips with a slow-acting poison, a venom distilled from Aeltharion's shadow lilies, ensuring Gavren's death within hours. The warlord's body had been found that morning, his golden armor crumpled, his face contorted in agony, foam at his lips—a silent execution.Lysara Veyne stood beside him, her shadowweave armor shimmering, her dark hair framing her sharp face, her amber eyes wide with shock and admiration. Her shadow magic sensed the shift, the crew's unease palpable. "You killed him," she whispered, her voice low, her recent support for his sacrifice now tinged with awe. "The poison—was it planned?" Zevryn's jaw tightened, his starfire flaring, his tattoos glowing. "I couldn't submit as a Lord of the Blood," he growled, his voice a kingly command laced with guilt. "Peace was a ruse—Gavren's death secures Solaris's silence, but it'll ignite chaos if they learn the truth."Selene Mirath, her golden hair loose, her starry eyes wide with alarm, monitored the rift data. "The Aether Veil's instability is peaking," she reported, her voice urgent. "Mira and Kaelith are at the nexus core, using the Starheart to amplify rifts. Solaris's ships are faltering—Gavren's death has them leaderless, but they might turn against us." Zevryn's political intelligence raced, the poison's fallout a double-edged sword—Solaris's remnant was neutralized without a leader, but their loyalty was now a gamble, and the hunt for Mira demanded focus.The bridge erupted as a holo-comm crackled, a Solaris officer's furious face appearing. "King Zevryn, Gavren is dead—poisoned!" the officer roared, his voice shaking. "We demand justice, or war resumes!" Zevryn's starfire flared, his tattoos blazing as he stepped forward, his voice a thunderclap. "Gavren's death was his own doing—treachery exposed," he lied, his political mind crafting a narrative. "Join us against Mira, or face her rifts alone. Choose." The officer hesitated, the line cutting off, leaving the alliance's fate uncertain, but Zevryn's gamble bought time.He turned to Lysara, his violet eyes fierce. "We move now—Gavren's death can't slow us. The Aether Veil is our priority." Lysara nodded, her shadow magic coiling, her amber eyes resolute. "I'll cover our tracks," she said, her voice a vow, her magic weaving a shadow barrier to mask the poison's scent from the crew, a silent pact between them.The Starlance plunged into the Aether Veil, its hull groaning against temporal storms, light and darkness warping the viewport. The nexus core—a crystalline platform floating amidst swirling rifts—loomed ahead, the Starheart's energy a blinding pulse. Mira and Kaelith had fortified it, Noctarys remnants and Solaris deserters guarding the perimeter, their shadowsteel and starfire weapons trained on the approaching ship. Zevryn led the assault, his dragon riders—commanded by Tharion, his celestial dragon roaring—diving through the storms, their scales shimmering against the chaos."For Aeltharion and Varenthia!" Zevryn roared, his starfire sword igniting, his tattoos blazing as he leaped onto the platform, his blade slashing through a Noctarys warrior, blood spraying, the man's scream swallowed by the rift winds. Lysara's shadow magic struck alongside, tendrils crushing a deserter's weapon, snapping his neck, blood pooling as she moved with lethal grace, her amber eyes locked on the core.The battle raged, the platform shaking as rifts warped the battlefield—soldiers aged to dust, others frozen mid-strike, the air thick with the stench of ozone and blood. Zevryn fought his way to the core, his sword clashing with Kaelith's shadowsteel blade, sparks flying as their magics collided. Kaelith's scarred face twisted with fury. "Your poison won't save you, King," he sneered, his voice echoing, his blade grazing Zevryn's chest, blood dripping. Zevryn retaliated, his starfire burning through Kaelith's arm, severing it, the exile's scream a howl of pain as he staggered, blood pooling.Mira stood at the core, her ash-blonde hair wild, her green eyes wide with desperation, the Starheart pulsing in her hands. She activated the artifact, a massive rift opening above the platform, its edges pulling the structure apart, debris spiraling into the void. Lysara lunged, her shadows wrapping around Mira's legs, but the thief's Starheart-enhanced strength broke free, dragging Kaelith into the rift, the portal snapping shut, leaving a temporal scar that destabilized the platform further.Zevryn cursed, his starfire flaring, his tattoos glowing as the platform crumbled, forcing a retreat. He and Lysara leaped onto Tharion's dragon, the beast soaring through the storm as the core exploded, its fragments consumed by the rift's pull. The Starlance caught them, its shields straining, the crew battered but alive. "They're adapting," Lysara panted, her shadow magic fading, her amber eyes fierce. "But we're closer."Selene's voice crackled via holo-comm, her starry eyes wide with dread. "The rift leads to the Shadow Nexus," she reported, her voice urgent. "It's a Noctarys stronghold—Kaelith's home turf. They'll be unstoppable there." Zevryn's political mind raced, the Shadow Nexus a fortress of darkness, the poison's fallout a looming threat as Solaris's remnant might still turn. "We follow," he ordered, his voice a growl, turning to Lysara. "We end this, despite the cost." She nodded, her shadow magic flaring, their partnership a beacon, the betrayal arc deepening with Gavren's death and the chase to the Shadow Nexus.

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