They Marked Her

After everything they had said, Zara couldn't recall what happened next. Everything had become hazy, as if she were drifting through an ethereal dream. The only thing she remembered was Denzal's warm hand gripping hers as he whispered something, something about taking her somewhere.

Her legs moved instinctively, following his lead. Time itself seemed to slow, each step feeling weightless, almost surreal. She didn't try to resist. She didn't want to. The world around her melted into a blur, until suddenly, the haze lifted, revealing a sight so breathtaking, it felt unreal.

"This is… magical," Zara breathed, her voice laced with awe as she took in the scene before her.