[ZAIRE]
Alanor was in Acrod.
His little brother had crossed over for the second day, and barely a moment later, the palace was chaotic already. It was something that he should have expected, but for a split second, Zaire wondered if this would do any good.
He had heard the whispers beyond the walls of the council room, and he wondered what was going on there.
"Next on the agenda is…" Sofia spoke, but Zaire zoned out.
Especially when he heard laughter in the hallways.
Not just any laughter.
Nour's laughter.
The Merdel Lycan wasn't even sure the last time he had heard his Erasthai laugh that freely. It was like a melody he had almost forgotten how it sounded and how he was hearing it all again.
Like a revival from the deepest pits of doom and grief.
And boy was she happy.
Way too happy.
