The Great Hall of the Astral Conclave in Lunaris was a cathedral of silver and opalite. The morning sun, now unfiltered by the sleep spell, poured through the high windows, striking the opalite pillars and sending fractals of iridescent light dancing across the silver floor. It was a hall designed for brilliance, but today, it held a sharp, judicial chill.
Daenery stood at the center of the dais, her star glass gown reflecting the shifting colors of the opalite. Beside her, Kael was a silent, dark anchor. The new Council Elders of the Stars took their places at the crescent table: Blayke and Aurelia Tavaris, Theron and Sereia Damaris, and Zephyr and Kamina Zatharis.
The two high seats at the center remained empty, draped in silver silk.
There is a gap in our foundation, Daenery began, h
