I woke late the next morning. Without the threat of Lysandra hanging in the air, and no immediate need to rush to see the Council, I was able to simply sleep. Morwyn was overseeing the final preparations for the presentation. A small breakfast had been set up by the fireplace. The usual collection of fruits, cheeses, breads, meats, and jams. I was starting to wonder if there was any other food in the castle, or if these were brought out of simplicity’s sake. At least it was delicious though.
The weight of the sapphire and crystal ring was heavy on my left hand, reminding me that last night’s proposal wasn’t just a dream. I sat up, smiling, taking in the suite’s transformation. The Christmas Eve decorations made the room feel like a warm, safe bubble.
Torian was already awake dressed in
