The celebration was modest, but sincere. For the first time in nearly a year, Highridge Fortress felt like a true sanctuary rather than a bastion under siege. Children played in the courtyards. Markets overflowed with goods from the reunited territories. Laughter rang between the stone walls where once only marching boots echoed.
Kaelin moved through the gardens in the inner keep with Seren balanced against her hip. The little girl tugged at her mother’s long braid with gleeful squeals, and Kaelin didn’t even mind. After all the death, war, and fear, these small moments were worth more than any crown.
Theron watched from the edge of the walkway, arms crossed, a rare smile tugging at his usually stoic features. "She has your stubborn grip."
Kaelin raised an eyebrow. "That’s rich coming f
