The next morning dawned bright and cold. The world felt different—lighter, freer. For the first time in her two lives, Diana woke without dread in her heart. No more pretending, no more fear. The papers Nicholas had signed the night before lay neatly folded in her drawer, a symbol of the freedom she had fought so hard to win.
When she stepped out into the courtyard, her parents were already waiting. Her father smiled when he saw her. “It's done, then?"
Diana nodded. “Yes. He signed."
Her mother's eyes softened. “You've done well, my dear. It's time to put that chapter behind you."
“I intend to," Diana said quietly. “I want to travel for a while. Maybe visit some smaller packs, see the world beyond Silvermoon."
Her father exchanged a glance with her mother before saying, “You've earned
