Chapter 21 The Military's Decision

• The night had fallen heavily upon the city, its streets dimly lit by the soft glow of lanterns. Inside the palace, the air was thick with anticipation as Ariella prepared for the crucial meeting with Commander Theron and the other military leaders. This was a delicate moment, one that could make or break her claim to the throne. Securing the support of the kingdom’s military was paramount—without it, her position would be tenuous at best.
• Ariella stood before a large mirror in her chambers, adjusting the deep blue cloak that symbolized the Heart’s restoration. The fabric shimmered faintly in the candlelight, a reminder of the power that still resided within her. She took a steadying breath. Tonight, the fate of Elandor’s future could very well rest in her hands.
• Kael entered the room, his face serious, but there was a trace of reassurance in his eyes. "Are you ready?"