*Kryzen*
Our capital was finally finished. There was no more construction, just a beautiful finished product that would stand the test of time. It perfectly suited us with its sleek spires and cobblestone avenues lined with vibrant shops and even more vibrant people.
I couldn’t be more pleased with how it had turned out. Now our capital was host to its very first ball. The air thrummed with excitement.
Briella and our staff had done a wonderful job. It was most certainly a ball fit for royalty—something that still didn’t feel real. I took Briella’s hand in mine and gave a reassuring squeeze as she swept her eyes across the still-empty ballroom in a final assessment.
She took a deep, cleansing breath, eyes closed. When she opened them, she was no longer just Briella Black, she was Queen Briella, Luna of Embervale.
“It’s time,” she announced to the waiting staff.
