Epilogue:
In the shadows, they waited. Three figures, identical in appearance, yet distinct in presence. Their eyes gleamed like stars in the darkness, piercing the veil of night. The air around them seemed to vibrate with power, their strength and control palpable.
For centuries, they had ruled, their throne built on secrets and blood. Their legacy was one of mystery and fear, their names whispered in awe and terror.
And yet, they waited. For the one who would complete them, who would bring balance to their darkness. The prophecy had spoken of her, a mate who would unlock the secrets of their past and forge a new future.
Then, as they gazed out from their office window, they saw her. She stood on the sidewalk below, her slender form shuddering with each sob, her hands covering her face as if to shield herself from the world.
The kings' eyes narrowed, their focus intensifying. They had found her. The one who would change everything.
Their darkness recoiled, unsettled by her innocence. Yet, they were drawn to her, inexorably pulled to the light she embodied.
The time of waiting was over. The time of reckoning had begun.
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