Epilogue

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𓆉 The Myth of Thalassia 𓆉

Four years had passed since that fateful day when Dylan and I chose to leave the world we knew behind. The world above had forgotten us, just as the gods had intended. Our names were nothing more than whispers, fading myths in the minds of those who once knew us.

Thalassia had risen from the depths, a kingdom restored to its former glory. The ruins were now vibrant and alive, teeming with life and magic that only the sea could hold. I had become the queen of this underwater realm, a title that once seemed impossible but now felt as natural as the waves that lapped against the shores of our home.

Dylan and I ruled together, our love stronger than ever. The people of Thalassia revered him as their god-king, the one who had brought them back from the brink of oblivion. And alongside him, I found a sense of purpose and belonging I’d never imagined.

But the greatest joy in our lives came in the form of our son, Triton. His name, drawn from the ancient legends of the sea, reflected the strength and power he would one day wield. Triton was the prince of Thalassia, a child born of both love and magic, with eyes as deep as the ocean and a heart as pure as the tides.

He was our greatest treasure, a symbol of the future we were building together. Even as he grew, it was clear that he carried the legacy of both his parents—the wisdom of a king and the courage of a queen. We watched him with pride, knowing that one day he would lead our people with the same strength and compassion that guided us.

As the years went by, the myth of Thalassia became a story told by sailors and whispered by those who believed in the impossible. They spoke of a sunken kingdom, ruled by a god and his queen, who lived in peace beneath the waves. They said that the prince of the sea was destined to unite the oceans, to bring harmony to the waters of the world.

But no one knew that the myths were true. No one knew that beneath the surface of the sea, we were living our happily ever after.And as time passed by the veil vanish in the thin air after the death of the sorcerer that's why it also stays as history.

And now as I stood on the balcony of our palace, overlooking the shimmering waters of our kingdom, I knew that this was where I belonged. With Dylan by my side and Triton in our arms, we had everything we could ever want. The world had forgotten us, but we had each other, and that was all we needed.

In the depths of the sea, in the heart of Thalassia, we had found our forever. And in the end, that was the only story that mattered.

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