Lucien couldn't move.

The Eternal King was alive.

Chained to the white throne.

And behind him, something enormous shifted in the darkness.

The sound alone made the chamber tremble.

Boom.

Seraphina tightened her grip on her weapon.

"Lucien..."

"I know."

The Eternal King lifted his head.

"Don't come any closer."

Lucien stared at him.

"We came to save you."

The Eternal King shook his head.

"You can't save me."

"Why?"

"Because I'm not the prisoner."

Lucien's eyes narrowed.

"Then what are those chains?"

The Eternal King looked behind himself.

"They aren't holding me."

His voice dropped.

"They're holding it."

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A terrible growl came from behind the throne.

Lyra's Crystal...