Celine POV
I’m so captivated by the scene that I almost miss the figure stepping out from the castle’s grand doors. His presence commands attention, every movement deliberate, his gaze sharp and appraising as it sweeps over us.
“King Sebastian, you have requested an audience with our council,” he says, his voice carrying the weight of authority that leaves no room for doubt.
Sebastian straightens, inclining his head in acknowledgment. “King Thorne, I have. This matter is urgent—life and death, in fact. May we discuss it with you?” His tone is calm yet firm, carrying the quiet command of a leader who expects to be heard.
King Thorne regards him for a moment before nodding. “We may. You are welcome here. I trust you remember my mate, Queen Nymia?” He gestures toward a woman who appears b
