The Luna Marked with Lies The Queen Crowned novel Chapter 78

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The melody was soft, te

The Love seemed to come alive with

The skepticism on the shadow’s face gradually melted away, replaced by thing to as

yes widened as the piece unfolded, the notes we

The melody climbed higher.

to a step closer to the heavens, and Trodd feel the

pescating within aw, winning metionin tja

Shadow stood frozen, his breath caught in his that as the song reached its peak, the glano singing

The final notes lingered in the air for a moment before slowly fading into silence, leaving the

i filled work a profound

He was completely frozen, his mouth slightly agape, as if he couldn’t believe what he had just heard.

How do you know this tune?” he finally managed, has voce tinged with surprise

How did you do that? It’s amazing.”

I smiled softly, a hint of nostalgia in my eyes.

“I wrote this song,” I said simply.

Shadow looked at me incredulously, his expression one of disbelief.

“You wrote this?” he asked, his mice shaky

“Theard it years ago. But how could you have written it?

Inodded, my

smile fading as I thought back to that tim

“When did you hear this song?” I asked gently,

He thought for a moment, his brow barrowed in concentratio

“It was three years ago, at a college. He replied succinctly, seemingly reluctant to reveal any more information

1 smiled. “It was my graduation day, and I wrote the song in the piano room after the graduation ceremony. I didn’t think anyone would remember it

Shadow was clearly taken aback

He remained silent for a long time before finally saying

I really don’t understand you.” He said softly, shaking his head.

You’re talented, yet you gave up on everything worthwhule in Life

His words but me harder than I expected.

But he was right in a way

I had given up on so much, choosing instead to marry Leo soon after graduation.

Thad sacrificed my dreams for love or so I had thought.

Hut now, as I sat there with the pusno keys still warm beneath my fingers, I realized that it wasn’t too late.

I could still create, still bring my must into the world.

Istraightened my posture, feeling a renewed sense of determination

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Tve started creating again.” I said, my voice fir

Reaching into my bag. I pulled out the sheet music I had prepared.

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