The grand throne room of Eldoria was alive again; filled with ministers, commanders, nobles, and courtiers who hadn't gathered in such full attendance since the Regency months ago.
Word had spread quickly: the Princess of Eldoria would appear at court beside her husband.
No confirmation had been given about the rumours.
No denial either.
And that silence only sharpened the anticipation.
The great bronze doors swung open with a deep sound that silenced the room.
Alaric entered first, but not alone.
Daphne walked beside him, her arm linked through his, her head held high.
The gesture alone spoke volumes. She was not a shadow following him, she was his equal.
The courtiers bowed deeply.
Then their murmurs rose like a tide.
"The Princess walks beside him."
"Look how she glows."
"She always has. He only ever saw her that way."
At the dais, the Emperor and Empress awaited them.
Katherine's lips curved into a discreet smile the moment Daphne's eyes met hers.
