Chapter 69: Firework

"Mom Hurry up!" Mila whined, hopping from one foot to the other, barely able to contain her excitement. She tugged at her mother, eyes shining. "The fireworks will start soon!"

Elise chuckled as she adjusted her shawl. "Mila, we don't even know what fireworks are. You're acting as if we'll miss something very important."

"But brother Thomas said if we don't go early, we won't see anything!" Mila insisted.

Thomas, her older brother, leaned against the doorway with his arms crossed. "It's true. People say the king has made some kind of… fire in the sky. Like a festival of stars." He glanced at their father. "Is that even possible, Papa?"

Grey, the father, finished tying his boots and grabbed his coat. "Who knows?" he said with a thoughtful hum. "The things King Arthur has done are stranger than fiction. I've heard people say these 'fireworks' will be like a thousand torches burning in the sky, or maybe like shooting stars that never fall."