Elena
*****Late Afternoon — The Rebuilt Heart of Silverfang*****
The palace was no longer quiet.
That was the first thing I noticed as I walked through the wide central hall, sunlight pouring through the tall crystal windows and landing across the polished stone floors.
Voices echoed. Footsteps. Laughter. The sound of life returning where death once ruled.
Silverfang was alive again.
Weeks had passed since Chase woke up.
Weeks since the curse broke.
Weeks since the world stopped shaking under our feet.
And in those weeks, my children had changed.
Finn stood near the large round table where maps and treaties were now being spread out. He was taller than he had been even a month ago. His shoulders broader. His eyes sharper, more focused. He wasn’t just a boy anymore.
Fia sat near
