Page 38 of Dark Fae's Destiny

Pressing my lips in a furious kiss.

As we kiss, I feel his indomitable magic wake up. I seize Lucca, grinding hard into him since he can’t yet do it himself, as tremendous wings of blue-white rainbow light blister from his back. They thrust everyone but me off his naked body as his blue-white dragonfly throne is vaulted away by his towering blast of magic. That blast sunders his chains.

And it shatters his cursed throne to pieces upon the high dais.

The magic that contained Lucca is broken as his dragonfly throne shatters. He rises with a roar as the diseased wound in his thigh suddenly heals. Seizing me, he hauls me hard against his naked chest, kissing me with abandon as the beautiful animal of his inner light-darkness awakens.

He roars as he kisses me, screaming with fury and rage, as he cries. He faces his father then, as Quinn and the others fight. Even though Archivolio’s terrible wings flood the entire hall now, nearly Revenant, Lucca reaches up, crashing the barrier of my parent’s power with a single swipe as he joins the game. His power sears like a thousand suns going supernova as he places me behind him.

And faces his father, at last.

Naked upon the high dais, Lucca is a sunburst of pure Light as he scorches with the hottest luminosity I’ve ever seen. As the Music pours from him in a new song, forming a pure Ascendant Sigil de novo with no one else contributing to it, he walks right up to his roaring, rageful father.

That Music burns the sky, screaming with a sound like a thousand suns being born as an Ascendant Sigil I cannot comprehend sears into our universe from the otherworld. It is beyond complex; that Sigil is a masterful phrase of the Ascendants themselves as Lucca sets his blazing, bright hand right on his father’s heart.

It’s like watching all darkness be consumed by Light, as Lucca’s power disarms his father. I see towering fractals of white and pure blue-gold sear all through King Archivolio Bellari’s darkness as the taint inside him from the Gold Eyes Bloodsigns is suddenly snuffed out.

The Music roars all around us, and through us, to let this one be released. As Lucca’s Music and complex Sigil burn away every bit of Staphylogenes’ power inside the King, I feel Archivolio Bellari become released from whatever deal he did with the Gold Eyes.

As all the magic inside him is extinguished.

King Archivolio Bellari falls to his knees, his massive aura of black and gold just gone as his wings flash out. His darkening aura held him up above the dais as he went Revenant; now he thuds to the ground, collapsing on hands and knees as his power flashes out.

As Lucca goes down to one knee before his father, Archivolio pants, his head hanging. But as his head comes up, all I see is hate in his burning golden orbs.

No love left for his son.

“I should have killed you long ago when I had the chance,” Archivolio snarls, only cruel words left to him now that Lucca just suddenly, and inexplicably, snuffed his power out.

With a complex phrase of the Music, called to him when he wanted it.

Something we’ve never done before.

“Maybe so.” Lucca looks at his father, no hate in him now that he’s finally found forgiveness and liberation in his heart. “But it was never meant to be; the Gold Eyes controlled you, and you had to do as it said. It wanted me alive, because it had plans for me. You were unable to kill me all this time, even if you wanted to.”

“Believe me, I wanted to. Cur.” Archivolio spits at Lucca, though in his blazingly powered-up state, Lucca easily avoids it. It just infuriates Archivolio Bellari further, however, as he stares with pure, unabashed hate at his only son.

Our tired allies surround them now, as Quinn comes to me, putting an arm around me. We stand witness as Lucca finally decides what should be done with his most heinous father.

I feel the weight of that decision now, as it darkens Lucca’s heart. Where he would have once given his father amnesty and sent him away somewhere to live out his life far from the Palace or the Court, he faces a deep indecision now.

He knows he should kill Archivolio Bellari to prevent him from ever doing another deal with our enemy and trying to retake the Summer Fae throne. But it’s not in Lucca’s nature to be so ruthless; distaste for it pauses him now.

As he hesitates, a sudden power rushes into the throne hall. I feel it all throughout the high hall as a fell wind sweeps in; fornicating couples are hammered to the stone all around as that tremendous wind rakes us.

Black like utter darkness, that power is like a million burned-out suns as it surges to us. It is nothing but emptiness, void of everything that makes someone human, or caring, as it sweeps through the hall and descends.

But it comes not to me, or Quinn, or even Lucca as that black storm rages. It hammers straight to Archivolio Bellari, on his knees before us now.

Smiting him with a terrible choke hold around his heart.

I see Archivolio Bellari go down, clutching his heart as he gasps like it’s being torn out. I see his eyes bulge; too late, Lucca reaches out with a cry towards his father, but the deed has been done.

Though the black taint of the Gold Eyes’ Bloodsigns had been removed from Archivolio by Lucca’s blazing brightness, the Summer Fae King was still tethered to the fiend. And Staphylogenes used that tether to find and smite Archivolio Bellari, his pawn.

Killing him right before his only son.

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