Chapter 15 - Spring in Ravenguard
One year later, the high courtyard of Ravenguard was unrecognizable.
The grim stone walls were draped in vibrant banners of silver and deep blue; white mountain lilies bloomed in every window box, and the air was filled with the joyful laughter of children playing near the fountains.
In the center of the great hall, a magnificent banquet was underway, celebrating the anniversary of the true bond’s restoration and the birth of a new era of peace across all northern packs.
Eloin sat upon the throne of Ravenguard, dressed in a stunning gown of flowing silver silk, her silver Luna circlet catching the warm sunlight streaming through the stained-glass windows. Resting peacefully in her arms was a tiny, healthy infant with a tuft of dark hair and striking, bright gray eyes—the future heir to the alpha throne.
Darius stood beside the throne, one hand resting protectively over the back of her seat while he raised a silver goblet to toast the assembled pack leaders and visiting northern elders.
“To Ravenguard,” Darius announced, his deep, resonant voice ringing with unshakable pride and absolute joy. “To truth, to family, and to an eternal winter conquered by love.”
The hall erupted in thunderous applause and joyous cheers that shook the mountain peaks.
As the celebration continued, Darius turned his gaze away from the cheering crowd, looking down at Eloin and their child. The cold, empty shadow that had once haunted his soul three long winters ago was nothing more than a distant memory. He knelt down beside her throne, pressing a tender, lingering kiss to the back of her hand.
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Eloin smiled down at him, her heart overflowing with a profound, unbreakable peace.
The Moon Cage had tested them. The northern winters had tried to bury them. But love, forged in the sacred fire of the moon, had claimed its rightful crown forever.
