POV: ELARA
The cathedral was breathtaking.
I'd seen it during preparations, but now—filled with thousands of people, decorated with flowers and banners representing both kingdoms, light streaming through stained glass windows that depicted dragons and humans working together—it was magnificent.
And potentially a mass grave.
I stood among the Reborn guards positioned throughout the crowd, wearing formal armor that concealed weapons specifically designed to counter dragonbane. My senses were stretched to their limit, monitoring every face, every movement, every anomaly.
Through the Merge, I felt Kael's matching tension. He sat on the raised dais beside Seraphine, looking every inch the ancient dragon king in ceremonial robes. But I could feel his readiness to shift and fight at a moment's notice.
