Chapter 11 – The Night Before Destiny
The battle paused, both sides retreating to recover.
That night, Rale stood at the highest tower of his castle. He knew tomorrow would decide everything — his survival, his freedom, his love.
One by one, the women came to him.
The saintess rested her head on his shoulder. "Even if the world burns, I'll walk with you, Rale-sama."
The princess stood before him proudly, sword at her side. "If tomorrow we die, then tonight, I am yours."
The elf mage smiled faintly, touching his hand. "You don't need to choose tonight. Just know… I've already chosen you."
Their warmth surrounded him. For the first time in both lives, Rale wasn't alone. He closed his eyes and let himself feel it — the comfort of belonging, the sweetness of love, and the fire of desire.
Tomorrow, he would fight not as a villain of fate — but as a man protecting everything he gained.