#CHAPTER 136: Centuries of Secrets

FELIX I had to sit with that knowledge for a long time. At the end of the day, yes, the curse had been cast and that had doomed me and Mila over and over again, but my own actions–and the actions of my past selves–had devastated each and every version of Mila. The past versions of myself were as much to blame for this destruction as Mila’s. It would only be from our reconciliation in the present that all could be fixed. As I stared at those pages, reading details of our past lives, my heart broke for the poor youth of the past. I may have been the first prince born with an explicit understanding of the Destined Bride curse, but I was not the first to face unimaginable pressure from his own family. Indeed, as I perused the history of my soul, I was struck by how eerily similar all our situations were. My reign was not the first time Fresonia seemed to be on the brink of extinction–my ancestors were just better at hiding it. Curiously enough, as I continued r