Rayna’s POV
The palace kept unfolding around us like a dream I hadn’t dared to imagine. Every room whispered of purpose - a library waiting for words, a sunlit hall built for laughter, balconies that opened to the forest like the woods themselves had bent closer to listen.
But when I pushed open the tall silver doors at the end of the corridor, my breath left me.
The chamber beyond glowed.
Smooth marble stretched wide, the floor sloping gently to a great pool that shimmered with silver light as though the moon had spilled herself into the water. Wolves were carved in a circle along the walls, their mouths pouring streams into the bath, the sound steady, calming. Steam curled in soft ribbons through the air.
It felt holy. Alive. A place meant for beginnings. For rest. For healing.
“Da
