When Zahak's black magical wall separated Seraph and Elena, it was not just a physical wall, but an attempt to create a gap between two souls who had been beating for each other for centuries. When Elena, who was now 17 years old, slammed her hands on this cold and lifeless black wall, she felt the ancient power of the nag-folk, the glory of the 'Throne of the Dragon', within her body, opening in her veins. She called out Seraph's name in her screams, and with each cry, the pressure of the air around her increased, as if the universe itself was aching for the pain of this daughter and queen. When Elena's tears fell to the ground in this dark labyrinth, golden sparks began to rise from there, which were a sign that Elena's human weakness was now turning into her magical power. He raised his sword, the Light of the Dragon, and its blue light began to crack the black wall, and at that moment, Elena's face was not that of an ordinary girl, but that of a warrior queen who was ready to fight even the Angel of Death to save her beloved and her parents.
On the other hand, the darkness in which Seraph was imprisoned was not simply a loss of vision, but the magic of Zahak was showing him his worst fears. He could see that Elena, considering him a blind and helpless snake, rejected him with hatred and was happy with an ordinary young man from the human world, and he had become stone again, alone in this frozen valley. But Seraph's love did not require only eyes; he closed his eyes and descended into the depths of his heart,t where the warmth of Elena's first kiss (Lip Kiss) was still preserved. He felt Elena's soul calling out to him, and in that call, there was the same innocence that was in the 16-year-old Elena and the same maturity that was now in the 17-year-old queen. Seraph let out a loud cry, his body transformed into a whirlwind of golden light, and he tore through the web of illusion with the power of his will. He saw with his 'soul's eye' that Elena was fighting a bloody battle just a few steps away, and her blood was crying out that love never ends. Seraph waved his sword and tore through the veil of darkness like a hunter tearing open the chest of his prey, and he appeared in front of Elena in an instant.
As the black wall broke, Elena and Seraph faced each other, and time seemed to stand still. When Elena saw Seraph in front of her, safe and sound, she forgot all about the queenly glory and pressed herself against his chest like a yearning girl. Seraf hugged her tightly as if he would never let her go again. The kiss between them was more passionate, deeper, and more eternal than any previous moment. There was fear of separation in this kiss, joy of meeting, and a silent message to Zahak that their love could not be imprisoned by any magical wall. Seraf's lips squeezed out of Elena's lips all the pain she had endured in the past few minutes, and Elena felt herself reborn by absorbing Seraf's warmth. Their romantic union created such a golden wave in this dark labyrinth that Zahak's black magic began to fly away like smoke, and Elena's parents, imprisoned in the corner of the hall, were stunned when they saw this scene, because they had never seen their daughter so powerful and so immersed in the love of a man. When Zahak saw that his greatest attack, the 'Illusion of Separation', had failed, he went mad with anger and jealousy. He slammed his black staff on the ground, causing the entire house to shake and a giant three-headed black dragon appeared from the ground, with poisonous fire coming out of each mouth. Elena and Seraph held each other's hands tightly, the golden ring between them now shining like the sun. They joined their two swords together and raised them into the air, and a white luminous dragon emerged from their existence, a symbol of truth and justice. In this great magical battle, the walls of the room began to collapse, but Elena, with the tip of her small finger, created a protective shield around her parents that no black fire could touch. As the white dragon grabbed the black dragon's neck, the entire neighbourhood echoed with a blast of light, and Zahak's existence scattered into the air like grains of sand, his final scream carrying the agony of defeat that only a devil feels when he loses to love.
As silence fell, the magical cages of Elena's parents shattered and shattered. Elena's mother and father, who still considered all this to be a nightmare, stood up, gasping. Elena held Seraph's hand and approached them. The crown on her head and the royal decoration of her dress testified that her daughter was no longer the ordinary 16-year-old Elena, but had become the mistress of an empire beyond the imagination of human reason. When Elena's mother saw Seraph, who was tall, handsome, and full of royal glory, she was speechless. Elena bent down and touched her parents' feet, then looked into Seraph's eyes and smiled. "Mom, Dad... this is Seraph, my protector and my soulmate. Today, we have not only saved our lives, but we have also acknowledged a relationship that is eternal." Seraph put his hand on Elena's waist, pulling her closer to him, and bowed his head to Elena's parents, showing his devotion, making it clear that no matter how great a king he was, he would always be a loyal lover to Elena.
After the ashes were turned to ash, the room in Elena's house that had been a scene of hell a short time ago was now immersed in a strange and mysterious silence. There were traces of magical battles on the walls, but the golden light that spread across the middle of the room, which was created by the union of Elena and the seraph, still perfumed the atmosphere. Elena's parents, who were sitting on the floor panting, had their eyes were fixed on their daughter with a mixed expression of surprise and fear. They saw that Elena, who was only 17 years old, had undergone a change in her being that was impossible to describe in words. Her hair, which had previously been simple, now had a shine like golden wires, and her gait had that royal dignity that only comes to those who have ruled for generations. When Elena looked at Seraph, who had sheathed his sword and was now fully focused on her, she felt that Seraph's eyes were carving her like a precious diamond. Seraph came closer to Elena, wiped the small beads of sweat on her forehead with his thumb, and very gently held her to his chest. At that moment, their hug was so peaceful that Elena felt as if the fatigue of the entire world had ended in an instant. Seraph whispered in her ear, "You did it, Elena, you proved that you are not just my queen, but you are the queen of the most powerful love in this universe."
Elena raised her head from Seraph's chest and walked towards her parents. Her heart was beating fast because she knew that now she had to build a bridge between these two worlds, not choose between them. She held her mother's hand, which was trembling. "Mom, I know you want to ask a lot, but believe me, I am the same Elena you used to send to college, the one you used to scold for coming late at night. The only difference is that nature has entrusted me with the protection of a kingdom whose path lies through true love and sacrifice." Elena's mother pointed at Seraph, crying, "And this... who is this Elena? Her eyes, this glory of hers... she doesn't look like an ordinary person." Elena took Seraph's hand, made him stand next to her, and said proudly, "This is Seraph, the prince of the serpent world and my everything. He sacrificed his eyes for me, and he put his kingdom on the line so that I could be safe. Mom, our story is no less than a book story, but it is true that we are incomplete without each other." Seraf bowed to Elena's parents, lowered his royal hat (if he had one) or head and said, "I am not asking you for the hand of my queen, for she has already become a part of my soul; I am only asking for your prayers and acceptance."
During this emotional conversation, Seraf felt Elena's courage respond. Fighting such a big battle at the age of 17 and then making such a big confession to her parents was weighing on her delicate nerves. Seraf, seeing Elena exhausted, lifted her into his lap. Elena instinctively put her hands around Seraf's neck and rested her head on his strong shoulder. Seraf looked into her eyes, where there was now immense romantic thirst along with exhaustion. Seraf brought his lips close to Elena's and once again, a deep and long kiss took place between them. This kiss was a declaration that they were no longer afraid of anyone, be it Elena's parents or the whole world. The heat of this kiss sent a new wave through Elena and she clutched Seraph's shirt in her hands. Elena's parents were shocked for a moment, but they realised that they could never give them the peace that was coming to their daughter's face at that moment from the touch of Seraph's lips. It was an expression of a sacred and pure love that had given life to this dilapidated room once again.
When they parted, the seraph set Elena on the ground but did not let go of her hand. He began to reassemble the broken objects in the room with his magic so that his parents could have a normal home. Elena smiled and looked at the seraph, "Are you trying to be a good son-in-law from now on?" The seraph replied mischievously, "I just want to make my queen's house the way she likes it." Then the seraph's tone became serious. "Elena, now we have to return to Nag Lok, because your coronation celebration there is still incomplete, and it is necessary to take your parents there as well, because the human world is no longer safe for them. Zahak's disciples may still be hiding somewhere." Elena looked at her parents, "Will you come with me? To a world where flowers speak, where the moonlight is golden, and where your daughter is a queen?" Elena's father, who had been silent until now, stepped forward, placed his hand on Elena's head, and, looking at the seraph, said, "If my daughter is safe with a king, then we also approve of a world where our daughter is happy."
The Seraph opened a large, majestic golden portal in the air, revealing the towering towers and shimmering forests of Nag Lok. Elena took her parents' hands, and the Seraph put his arm around Elena's waist and led her toward the portal. As they stepped forward, the lights of the human world dimmed and the magical trumpets of the Nag Lok began to sound, announcing the return of their queen. Elena took one last look at her old home before entering the portal, then looked into the Seraph's eyes and smiled, "Now our new life begins." The Seraph gave her a charming smile in return, pulling her close to him and leading her across the portal, where an entire empire bowed to welcome her.
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