Bab 1187: Honoring Their Love

The blinding light faded, replaced by the soft, pearlescent glow that defined this extraordinary place. Arthur blinked, adjusting to the luminescent walls shimmering with intricate, swirling patterns. A delicate, unfamiliar floral scent hung in the air.

Beside him, the prince stirred, exhaustion etched on his pale features. Yet, his eyes, when they opened, burned with a mix of wonder and relief.

"We… we did it," the prince whispered, his voice frail. "The Sanctuary…"

Arthur knelt beside him, the cool, luminescent floor tingling beneath his touch. "It is complete," he confirmed, marveling at the manifestation of the prince's extraordinary love. However, a pang of guilt cut through his awe. The sanctuary pulsed with life, but the prince seemed drained of his own – frail, his features almost translucent.

"At what cost?" Arthur murmured, his words heavy in the hallowed space.