*Back on the capital city
*Gong! *Gong! *Gong!
The deep gonging of the ceremonial bells rolled across the entire capital, each heavy strike sending a low vibration through the cold air. Their echoes bounced along the snowy rooftops and stone roads, creating a solemn rhythm that announced the importance of this day.
Snow drifted down in thicker flakes than usual, almost as if the planet itself understood the weight of the event and wanted to cloak the city in a quiet, white curtain of respect.
Today was the Royal Assembly—one of the biggest events of the year—and every citizen felt it.
