The first night of the new empire was quiet.
Astra and Dante stood on the balcony of the penthouse, looking down at the flickering lights of the city. The "Grey Zone" was no longer dark; Sterling Enforcers were delivering portable power grids and medical supplies to every block. The smog was clearing, revealing a sky full of stars that Astra hadn't seen since she was a child.
"You're thinking about the Global Council," Dante said, leaning against the railing. He didn't need to read her mind; the bond was humming with her anxiety.
"They're coming, aren't they?" Astra asked, leaning her head on his shoulder.
"Yes," Dante said, his voice cold. "They’ve already sent a formal 'request' for an inspection. They want to verify your bloodline. They want to see if they can 'nullify' the threat b
