The wind rolled gently across the rooftop garden, carrying the last notes of music from the grand hall below. Jack and Sarah danced slowly under the night sky, the stars above Harmonfield shimmering like silent witnesses to everything they had survived.
When the final note faded, Jack kissed her forehead and looked across the skyline. "It doesn't end here, you know."
Sarah smiled. "No. It begins."
Three weeks later, headlines across Draconia told a different kind of story.
Dragon Corp Announces Historic Polar Research Initiative.
Jack stood before a massive digital globe inside Dragon Corp's Innovation Wing. The announcement had just gone live, and reporters were already crowding the media room. At his side, Emily Wilson reviewed documents with a laser-sharp focus, a stark contrast to
