The morning sunlight streamed through the windows of the council chamber, casting warm, golden hues over the stone walls. The room was filled with a buzz of anticipation as Elena stood at the head of the large wooden table. The air felt lighter, freer, as though the world itself was breathing again. But the weight of responsibility still lingered. Today marked the beginning of their plan to unite the villages and rebuild trust among the people.
Elena glanced at her companions, each seated around the table. Kael leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his piercing gaze fixed on the map sprawled across the table. Sylara tapped her fingers rhythmically, her expression calm yet focused. Alden stood at Elena’s side, a reassuring presence as always. The room also included village leaders who ha
