Dawn painted the spires of the Solarian palace in hues of rose gold and amber, the enchanted crystal towers catching and multiplying the light until the entire structure seemed to glow from within. The royal reception chamber, with its soaring arches and delicate light-catching prisms, sparkled with an almost ethereal radiance.
Elara's heart thundered in her chest as she approached the familiar doors of her childhood home. Draven's steady presence beside her was both comforting and slightly amusing—her vampire husband looked decidedly uncomfortable in the morning light, even with the protective enchantments woven into his formal attire.
Before the herald could announce them, a blur of silver and lavender burst through the doors. Princess Cora, her elaborate dress completely forgotten in her excitement, launched herself at her sister.