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Chapter 9: A Throne I Never Chose

"…Sit."

Her voice echoed again in the empty throne room.

Calm.

Certain.

Unavoidable.

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My legs felt heavy.

Like something invisible was forcing me forward.

Step by step.

Closer to the throne.

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"…This is insane."

I muttered under my breath.

"This isn't how it's supposed to go…"

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But nothing answered.

No system.

No voice.

No correction.

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Because this wasn't a story anymore.

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I stopped in front of the throne.

Golden.

Massive.

Overwhelming.

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"…I don't want this."

I said it again.

Not to her.

But to myself.

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"I never wanted this."

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"…I know."

Her answer came immediately.

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I turned toward her.

"…Then why?"

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She stepped closer.

Her eyes—

Locked onto mine.

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"…Because you should have it."

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"That's not a reason."

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"…It is."

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Silence.

Heavy.

Pressing.

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"…You said you wanted to live peacefully."

"…Yeah."

"…Then this is the safest place."

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I froze.

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"…What?"

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"…If you're at the top—"

She continued calmly.

"…no one can threaten you."

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My breath caught slightly.

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That logic…

Wasn't wrong.

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"…I'll remove everything dangerous."

She added.

"…So you don't have to worry."

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A chill ran down my spine.

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"…Everything…?"

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"…Everything."

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Her tone didn't change.

Not even a little.

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And for the first time—

I truly understood something.

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She wasn't offering me the throne.

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She was building a world around me.

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One where nothing could reach me.

Nothing could harm me.

Nothing could take me away from her.

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"…That's not peace."

I said quietly.

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Her eyes flickered slightly.

"…It is."

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"…No."

I shook my head.

"That's… control."

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Silence.

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For a moment—

I thought I said something wrong.

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But then—

She stepped even closer.

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"…If that's what it takes."

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My heart skipped.

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"…What?"

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"…Then it's fine."

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Her hand tightened around mine.

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"…As long as you stay."

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There was no hesitation.

No doubt.

No conflict.

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Just certainty.

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I slowly sat on the throne.

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Not because I agreed.

Not because I wanted to.

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But because…

Right now—

I had no other choice.

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"…This is bad."

I whispered under my breath.

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Everything I planned—

My escape.

My freedom.

My future—

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All of it was slipping away.

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And the worst part?

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I couldn't even hate her.

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Because I knew—

Why she was like this.

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Because I—

Was the one who changed her.

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Days passed.

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The capital stabilized.

Faster than expected.

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With her power—

And my position—

Everything fell into place.

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Too easily.

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"…Your Majesty."

The title still felt wrong.

Unfamiliar.

Heavy.

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Reports piled up.

Decisions.

Meetings.

Endless responsibilities.

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"…This is exactly what I didn't want."

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But I couldn't run.

Not now.

Not anymore.

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Because every time I tried to think about leaving—

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"…Where are you going?"

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She would appear.

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Always.

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Like she already knew.

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"…Nowhere."

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"…Good."

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And just like that—

The thought would disappear.

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Far beyond the capital—

In distant lands—

Another story was unfolding.

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"…So this is where you ended up."

A woman's voice echoed.

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The original protagonist stood silently.

Injured.

Tired.

But alive.

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"…Who are you?" he asked.

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She smiled.

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"A traveler."

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But she wasn't just that.

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A warrior.

A future ally.

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And not the last.

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Because one by one—

They would come.

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A princess.

A sect master.

A disciple.

A fighter.

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All drawn to him.

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All choosing him.

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"…I'll take it back."

He said quietly.

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His eyes—

Burning with determination.

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"…Everything."

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Back in the palace—

I sat on the throne.

Surrounded by power.

By safety.

By control.

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And yet—

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"…Why does this feel like a cage?"

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She stood beside me.

As always.

Close.

Watching.

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"…Because you're not used to it."

She answered.

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"…Maybe."

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But deep down—

I knew.

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This wasn't something I would get used to.

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Because this wasn't the life I chose.

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This was the life chosen for me.

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And the one who chose it—

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Was standing right beside me.

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I finally became safe.

But in exchange… I lost my freedom.

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