Masuk“You’re late.”Selene spoke without turning from the balcony railing. Thousands of lanterns floated above the courtyard below, their gold, silver, and violet lights drifting through the evening like stars freed from the sky.The first Unity Festival had reached its final hour.Music rose from the lower gardens, mingling with laughter, conversation, and the occasional cheer from the crowded food stalls. Citizens from Solaris, Lunaris, and Noctis moved through the same courtyard without separating themselves by color, rank, or origin.Kael stepped onto the balcony behind Alessia, shadows curling quietly around his boots.“She was working.”Selene glanced over her shoulder. “She is always working.”“Someone has to,” Alessia replied.She joined Selene at the railing and looked down at the celebration.The festival had required months of preparation. Every choice—from the placement of the banners to the order of the ceremonial performances—had been debated by representatives of all three E
“Mama, you’re early.”Alessia paused beneath the archway leading to the upper balcony of Unity Palace.The place had changed little over the years. Pale stone columns still framed the view, and the same silver-leafed vines climbed the railing. Long ago, she had stood there watching three divided Empires struggle beneath the weight of old wars. From that height, she had imagined a world that did not yet exist.Now Luminary stretched below her.Solaris crystal lamps illuminated the main roads in warm gold. Lunaris orbs floated above the bridges, casting silver light across the canals. Along the quieter streets, Noctis lanterns glowed within pools of gentle shadow.Their colors no longer marked borders.They belonged to the same city.Kaelian leaned against the railing, his pale golden hair moving in the evening breeze. At eighteen, he had grown taller than Alessia and nearly matched Kael in height. His formal coat carried subtle threads of gold, silver, and deep violet—the colors of all
“Kaelian, slow down—”Alessia did not finish the warning.The ten-year-old boy running ahead of her dissolved into silver mist and reappeared several yards farther along the forest path. His boots caught on a moss-covered stone, sending him into an awkward midair turn.Instead of falling, Kaelian vanished again.He reappeared hanging upside down from a low tree branch, his knees hooked securely around the wood. His pale golden hair swayed beneath him while mischief shone in his silver-violet eyes.“—before you hurt yourself,” Alessia finished.Kaelian grinned. “I didn’t fall.”“You nearly did.”“I descended creatively.”Kael emerged from the shadows behind Alessia. Dark energy flickered around his shoulders like a restless cloak.“Get down.”Kaelian looked toward his father.“Catch me.”Before either parent could respond, he released the branch.Kael’s shadow shot forward.Kaelian disappeared a heartbeat before it reached him.The shadow closed around empty air.Kael muttered somethin
“He did it again.”Alessia’s eyes opened at once.She pushed herself upright, still half tangled in the blankets, and found Kael standing at the foot of their bed. His dark hair was disordered from sleep, his shirt was only partly buttoned, and his expression was far too composed for the early hour.His shadows told a different story. They flickered around his feet like restless flames.“What happened?” she asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.Without answering, Kael stepped aside.Kaelian floated behind him.Upside down.Their son hovered several feet above the bedroom floor, his pale golden hair hanging toward the ceiling and his nightclothes glowing faintly with silver-violet light. He kicked his feet in the air and laughed as though defying gravity were the most ordinary game in Luminary.Alessia stared.“Kael.”“Yes?”“Why is our child orbiting the ceiling?”“Because he woke before I did.” Kael folded his arms. “Apparently, gravity no longer applies to him.”Kaelian twisted in
“Alessia.”Alessia paused in the nursery doorway, Kaelian nestled peacefully in her arms. A stuffed fox dangled from her free hand, one of several toys that had found their way across the room that morning.Kael stood beside the cradle with his arms folded. His expression was composed, but the shadow flickering behind him betrayed his unease.“Yes?” she asked.“He did it again.”Alessia looked down at their six-month-old son. “What did he do?”“He disappeared.”The stuffed fox slipped from her fingers.“Kael, you cannot say that so casually.”“How else should I say it?” He gestured toward the cradle. “One moment he was there. I turned to pick up his blanket, and when I looked back, the cradle was empty.”Alessia crossed the room and lowered Kaelian onto the padded rug. He gazed up at them with wide silver-violet eyes, two fingers tucked innocently into his mouth.“How long was he gone?”“Three heartbeats.”“And where did you find him?”“Inside my shadow.”Alessia pressed her lips toge
“Kael, stop pacing.”Selene did not look up from the sigil map spread across the floor. Silver and gold lines moved beneath her fingers as she strengthened the protective patterns surrounding the birthing chamber.Kael continued walking.His boots struck the white stone in a relentless rhythm. With every turn, his shadows followed, climbing the walls like dark storm clouds before spilling back across the floor.Lyra watched him from beside the door. “Sit down.”“I can’t.”“You haven’t tried.”Kael ignored her and looked toward the closed chamber.“What if the resonance becomes unstable? What if the healers missed something? What if the child’s core—”“Is stable,” Kade interrupted.He sat beside a resonance monitor, its surface displaying three intertwined currents of gold, silver, and black-violet light.“The baby’s luminous imprint is responding normally to Alessia’s cycles,” he continued. “The readings have remained consistent for the past hour.”Kael turned toward him. “Consistent
“I’m not leaving until I see her.” Ravion’s voice echoed sharply from the hallway outside the Healers’ Wing. Even muffled through the ornate doors, his tone carried irritation, impatience and something else Alessia couldn’t name, because she was still unconscious, but everyone else heard it clearly
“Her pulse is steady. Keep the cores aligned.” Voices blurred around Alessia as Kael carried her through the inner corridors of the Conclave Citadel. The ceilings arched impossibly high, lit by soft silver lanterns. The walls hummed with ancient luminousness—alive, listening, watching—but Alessia h
“Alessia!” Kael’s voice cut through the roar of the arena, sharper than any blade Ravion had swung at her. As soon as the barrier dropped, he vaulted over the viewing rail with effortless speed—ignoring guards, ignoring protocol, and ignoring every rule the Conclave had.He reached her side in seco
“Where am I?! ” The voice burst from Luna’s—no, Alessia’s—throat before she even realized she had spoken. She jerked upright, her hands flying to her chest, expecting the cold tile, the sting of glass, and the ache of bruises. Instead… warmth. Softness. A bed. Her fingers dug into thick sheets emb







