Chapter 117 "The Coronation Of Wolves"

• On the morning of the coronation, before the guests had begun to arrive, the palace stirred with quiet urgency. Banners were raised, garlands strung, and every surface polished to a brilliant gleam. Madame Celeste moved through the corridors like a specter of order, ensuring every detail shone with perfection.
• Varkoness Milicent had long since departed her quarters, eager to assist her cherished friend, the soon-to-be Luna Queen, in her final preparations.
• In a distant wing of the palace, the Varkon stirred from slumber, his eyes peeling open at the sound of an insistent knock. With a heavy sigh, he crossed the chamber and drew open the door.