NORA POV
The dawn came soft, weaving pale gold through the stained glass of my private chambers. I woke to Liana curled against my side, whiskers twitching in the sunlight. Her tiny paws twitching made my heart ache—and bloom with hope.
Kalen stood by the window, facing the courtyard where preparations for the Naming Ceremony were beginning. Guards moved with purpose. Citizens watched. Council banners fluttered.
He turned, eyes lingering on Liana. “Today changes everything.”
I rose, brushing long hair back. “It has to.”
He offered a hand. “Come.”
We walked through the Citadel’s central promenade—where commoners and nobles alike gathered.
They bowed awkwardly as I passed with Liana in arms. I returned each gesture, genuinely grateful.
We paused at the Great Atrium. Council Elder El
