Chapter 0381

King Oberon embodies everything I imagined fae royalty to be. Towering at nearly seven feet, his hair shines whiter than fresh snow—purer even than Seraphina's. His pale skin radiates an ethereal glow, making him appear vibrantly healthy. Every movement he makes flows with effortless grace, as if he's gliding rather than walking.

Prince Finnian is a miniature version of his father. At just ten years old, he already stands over five feet tall—far taller than any human child his age. Victor and I rise to greet them. Unsure whether to bow or curtsy, I mimic the others and simply shake the king's hand.

"Guardian," Oberon says, clasping my hand firmly. His touch carries an unusual warmth—not just body heat, but something soothing that instantly calms my nerves. "May I have your name?"

Aurora steps forward. "King Oberon, I remember you, though my memories are hazy. I am Aurora, and my human is Isolde."

"Welcome, both of you." Oberon's smile is warm. "Evelyn mentioned you recall Grant reading your Guardian lineage's chronicles. We've brought them in case you wish to review them during your stay."

Over dinner, Oberon explains our Guardian heritage, tracing back to Gideon. Our line possesses enhanced strength and the rare ability to mind-link across vast distances. We discuss Evelyn's inherited abilities—though strong in her, they originate from me and should be even more potent at their source.

"Evander's full potential remained untested due to Grant's paralysis," Oberon continues. "This weekend, I'd like to assess your abilities—including your newly discovered power, if you're willing."

"Absolutely," I agree. "Any insight into my Guardian strengths would help. I didn't bond with Aurora until I was eighteen, and we've had little opportunity to explore our powers."

Oberon nods. "With everyone's consent, I'd also like to continue the training Grant and Evander began—having you draw power from other Guardians to amplify your own."

He turns to Victor. "After evaluating your mate, I'd like to test your abilities as well."

"Finally!" Sebastian rubs his hands together. Victor just chuckles at his enthusiasm.

"We should include Sebastian too," Evelyn adds, glancing at Adrian, who nods. "You know how he loves sparring with Guardians."

After dinner, we arrange to meet at dawn. Relaxing outside, we watch Adrian's wolves dart through the forest. I notice Finnian positioning himself near Evelyn, who doesn't seem to mind—though Sebastian's watchful gaze doesn't miss the prince's proximity. Earlier, I'd also caught Sebastian subtly ensuring Oberon didn't linger too long when greeting Seraphina—the only one the king embraced. The tension between Guardians and fae is palpable.

Sebastian and Seraphina recount a recent supernatural encounter. "King Lucian pledged allegiance to Seraphina and Evelyn," Sebastian tells Oberon.

"The vampire king?" Oberon's eyebrows rise. Both Adrian and Sebastian confirm.

"Note this development," Oberon says gravely. "If vampire royalty swears fealty to Guardians, other supernaturals will likely follow. Keep me informed of any new alliances."