The final night arrived. The mirror shattered into a million pieces. As Ashar began to dissolve back into his own realm, he finally touched her face—his hands felt like warm sunlight. "I was born of fire, Aanya," he whispered, "but you taught me what it means to have a soul. I will search for you across dimensions, the way rivers search for the sea." He vanished, leaving behind a room filled with the scent of jasmine and a peaceful silence. He was gone, but Aanya smiled through her tears, knowing that somewhere across the realms, she was loved by a king of fire.
The END
The END