Chapter 10 - Reign of the Dragon Queen
The grand courtyard was filled to bursting as the great bells of the capital rang out, not in warning or mourning, but in joyous celebration. Thousands of citizens from every walk of life—artisans, farmers, guards, and nobles alike—packed the square, their faces turned upward toward the central balcony.
Queen Elara stepped out into the bright sunlight, wearing the crown of her ancestors. The silver circlet caught the light, gleaming brilliantly against her dark hair.
As she raised her hands to quiet the cheering crowd, a massive, magnificent shadow swept across the stone plaza.
Ignis, now fully grown into a magnificent, sleek silver dragon with wings that spanned the width of the courtyard, soared gracefully over the towers before landing gently on the broad stone platform beside the throne. He folded his vast, shimmering wings and let out a low, resonant rumble of pure contentment, bowing his massive head beside Elara’s shoulder.
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The crowd erupted into deafening cheers, their voices shaking the very foundations of the mountain.
Elara looked out over her kingdom—a realm saved from tyranny, united by blood and truth, and protected by the ancient bonds of love and loyalty. The dark nights of chains and execution were gone forever; the era of the Dragon Queen had truly begun, and it would endure for a thousand years.
