When Aria awoke, the battlefield was silent. The Crown of Light rested beside her, its glow softer now, and the Crown of Shadows lay dormant, its dark power neutralized. Around her, the magical creatures and allies stood still, their gazes filled with awe and relief. The storm of the battle had passed, and Eldoria's skies were clear again.
Kael knelt by her side, worry etched into his face. "Aria, you did it," he said softly. She smiled weakly, her strength drained but her heart full.
With Malvaris gone, Aria returned to the capital, leading her people in a victory procession. The kingdom was battered but not broken, and hope blossomed like the first light of dawn. Aria took the Crown of Shadows to the ancient vault, locking it away where its power could no longer corrupt.
In the days that followed, she worked to rebuild Eldoria. The magical creatures, now free from hiding, helped restore balance to the land. Fields flourished, rivers sparkled, and the people rejoiced.
Kael, now fully redeemed, stood by her side, pledging his life to protect the peace they had won together.
As Aria ascended the throne, crowned as Queen of Eldoria, she vowed to guard the balance of light and shadow forever.