Evolution and Farewells

The morning sun bathed the castle in a golden light, casting long shadows that danced across the cobblestone courtyard. Despite the peaceful scene, a palpable tension hung in the air. The castle staff moved with purpose, their movements brisk and efficient, as if they could sense the looming threat. Emily stood at the window of her chambers, gazing out at the bustling courtyard below, her thoughts heavy with the knowledge of the imminent battle.

Seraphina, the Dragon Queen and Emily's beloved, stood in the courtyard, her presence commanding and regal. Her long, silver hair shimmered in the sunlight, cascading down her back like a waterfall. Her golden eyes were soft as they met Emily's, a tender smile playing on her lips. The elegant, curved horns on her head and the sleek, scaled tail that swayed gently behind her marked her as something extraordinary.