Chapter 25 : The Storm's Dance
The grand ballroom of Evernight Manor glittered under the light of chandeliers, their golden glow casting a regal warmth over the gathering. The nobles of the Luminarian Dominion were at their finest—men adorned in dark silks, women draped in jewels that caught the candlelight like falling stars. At the highest point of the room, upon an elevated throne-like seat, Crown Prince Sean sat, an untouchable force of power and refinement. Dressed in black and crimson, his presence was both regal and dangerously effortless. His crimson eyes flicked over the room with detached boredom, barely interested in the noblewomen who paraded before him. A group of ladies gathered a short distance away, murmuring amongst themselves as they cast hopeful glances toward him. Each one prayed he would choose he
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