Chapter 43 Romance

• After everything that had happened and the recent victory over their enemies, the palace once again brimmed with life—not the anxious, tense kind from before, but one filled with anticipation and celebration. The day of the coronation drew closer with every passing hour. The halls were adorned with silver and crimson silk, the throne was being perfected by the finest carvers, and the royal tailors worked late into the night. Musicians rehearsed the hymns, advisors argued over the guest lists, and the guards doubled their shifts.
• But in the heart of all this commotion, there were only two — him and her.
• For Amelia, each new day felt like a step into something unknown, yet beckoning. And not just because of the upcoming coronation, but because her path was now forever tied to Damien. The King. The Lycan. The man she had fallen in love with. He wasn’t perfect — sometimes too silent, stubborn, sharp — but it was in that imperfection that the strength she lacked resided. He completed her. Balanced her. Supported her.