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Chapter: The Crowned Flame of the Divine Bow
Thunderous applause echoed across the vast ceremony ground, yet even that could not rival the thunder that was Adrian himself.
As Adrian stepped down from the elevated podium, the legendary Divine Bow – Gandiva resting majestically in his tiny hand, a wave of silence swept through the crowd like a divine command.
Tap... tap... tap...
The soft fall of his shoes echoed like drums of destiny. His crimson-gold eyes, glowing with the light of ancient prophecy, scanned the sea of stunned nobles, warriors, and mages. The very air shimmered around him—reality bending slightly in the presence of the one chosen by gods, nature, and fate.
And then—
"Aaaadriaaan~!"
A blur of silver and shadow slammed into him. Smooch! Smooch! Smooch!
"My baby! You were magnificent!" Seraphina Noctis, Empress of the Dragons and Princess of the Asura Empire, had descended upon her son like a shooting star. Her arms were tight, protective, loving—her lips peppered kisses all over his face like an affectionate storm.
Adrian blinked, then giggled, nuzzling into her embrace like the spoiled cub he truly was beneath the divine armor. "Maaamaa~ You're squishing me!"
"You deserve to be squished!" she sniffed dramatically. "Look at you! With your glowing eyes and big shiny bow and those little stompy steps! Ughhh! My heart can't take it!"
Around them, the royal family descended one after another like the stars themselves arriving to celebrate the moon.
"Hahaha! That's my nephew!" boomed Asmodeus Noctis, the fearsome yet doting Demon Emperor. The dark prince of the infernal realms bent low, ruffling Adrian's hair as if he wasn't the most feared sovereign alive. "You made all those stuck-up geezers drop their jaws today!"
"Still the cutest little conqueror." A softer voice followed—Lilith Noctis, his aunt, elegant and deadly, pulled Adrian into a soft hug. "Though I'm not surprised. You are our little star, after all."
Then came a deep, calm voice, warm like molten gold.
"Proud of you, son." Zephyrus Ignis, the Dragon Emperor, clasped his son's shoulder with pride gleaming in his eyes. His usual stoicism cracked into a rare, tender smile.
And right beside him, Adrian's other pillar—
"Don't forget you have my blood too, brat." Alexander Solis, the Human Emperor, smirked, but his eyes were soft, almost misty.
"Adrian~!" a trio of melodic voices chirped together.
He turned—and was promptly tackled into a group hug by Liliana, Celeste, and Evelyn.
"You were so coooool!" Liliana squealed, stars practically flying from her violet eyes as she squeezed him.
"Like a true prince!" Celeste added, eyes gleaming with admiration.
"You looked divine," Evelyn said shyly, brushing his cheek with her fingers as a faint green glow from the World Tree's Mark shimmered between them.
The crowd might as well have disappeared. For Adrian, the real stars were right here, holding onto him like he was their world—and in truth, he kind of was.
His little smirk turned cocky. "Of course I looked cool. I'm me."
"Pfff!" All three girls giggled, their cheeks red.
From behind, Grandfather Draconis, the former Dragon Emperor, and Grandmother Solaria, former Human Empress, stepped forward.
"You've got your father's fire and your mother's storm," Draconis mused, nodding approvingly.
"More importantly," Solaria added, pulling him close and kissing his forehead gently, "you're our little baby "
Adrian puffed his cheeks, snuggling into his grandmother. "You're gonna make me cry."
Even his maternal grandparents, the former Asura rulers, offered their praises—bowing slightly in respect, for even they recognized the weight of the World Tree's blessing.
Adrian, standing there amidst royal affection, legendary power, and universal awe, grinned like the adorable, cocky little prince he was.
And at that moment, a soft breeze swept through the ceremonial hall, carrying the scent of sacred blossoms. The world seemed to sigh with anticipation—for the boy of fire, blood, and divinity had just begun his tale.
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