Chapter 114 Fire In Her Blood, Gold In Her Veins

• The kingdom was no longer rebuilding.
• It had risen.
• What had once been scorched stone and shattered towers now gleamed under banners of crimson and obsidian. The Dragon’s Nest glittered with new glass spires and floating lanterns that flickered with fire-magic through the night. Gardens had grown back. Rivers ran clean. Roads no longer bore the blood of war—but the laughter of children and the sound of hooves.