LOGINThe scent of freshly baked bread and roasted herbs greeted them long before they reached the dining hall. Pearl hadn't realized how hungry she was until her stomach reminded her — loudly enough that Mira heard it too.She turned with exaggerated seriousness. "I knew it.""Knew what?" Pearl blinked."You're starving." Before Pearl could defend herself, Mira hooked an arm through hers and started tugging her toward the dining hall. "You should never argue with an empty stomach."Evren watched the scene unfold with a smile. "I see you've been adopted.""I've noticed," Pearl said, glancing back over her shoulder.Mira looked thoroughly pleased with herself. "There wasn't much choice.""I should probably apologize," Freya said, laughing."I don't mind," Pearl said, shaking her head."I'm glad," Freya said warmly. "Neither do we."The dining hall was already prepared. A long oak table stretched through the center of the room, covered with polished silverware, steaming dishes, fresh fruit, r
The royal palace came into view just as the afternoon sun began sinking toward the western hills. Its white stone towers rose proudly above the surrounding forests, banners dancing lazily in the breeze. From a distance, the fortress looked exactly as Pearl remembered it. Yet somehow it felt different — not because the palace had changed, but because she had.As they crossed the great bridge leading to the main gates, the guards recognized Evren at once."Your Highness!"Every soldier straightened in unison. Evren raised a hand with an easy smile. "At ease." Several guards greeted Rowan with respectful nods before their attention shifted to the rest of the group, and one older guard smiled warmly at Pearl."It's good to see you back, Miss Ashbourne."The greeting caught her off guard. "It's good to be back," she said, smiling politely.Rosalie noticed the surprise on Pearl's face as they rode through the gates. "You didn't expect that.""I've only been here a short time," Pearl said, s
Lucien reached them first, closing the distance in a few quick strides. Relief was plain on his face despite the calm expression he tried to maintain."You were gone longer than we expected," he said.Evren smiled. "I was starting to think we'd never hear the end of it.""You won't."Rosalie crossed her arms, though the worry in her eyes betrayed the stern look she was attempting. "You disappeared behind a door that sealed itself shut. You could've at least warned us before vanishing into an ancient mystery.""I would have," Pearl said, laughing softly, "if I'd known."Rosalie's shoulders finally relaxed. "Good." She stepped forward and hugged Pearl without another word. The embrace caught Pearl completely off guard, and after a brief hesitation, she hugged her back. When they pulled apart, Rosalie looked away as if the moment hadn't happened."Don't make a habit of scaring me.""I'll try.""You'd better."Nearby, Lucien was already examining the braided silver cord around Evren's wri
The glow from the Heart Tree spread across the entire valley. Silver light flowed through every branch before drifting gently into the sky like thousands of tiny stars, and around the festival square, conversations slowly faded as people lifted their heads toward the tree. No one looked frightened. Instead, smiles appeared one after another.An elderly woman folded her hands over her heart. "They've been accepted."Theo clapped excitedly. "I told you the tree would like them!"Pearl watched the glowing branches in amazement. "Does this happen every year?"Elias shook his head. "No. The Heart Tree only answers when a wish changes more than the person who made it."Evren looked up at the ribbons disappearing among the silver leaves. "So our wishes did something.""They reminded the mountain of hope."Pearl smiled quietly. "I like that answer."Before Elias could speak again, the bright light surrounding the valley shifted. It no longer gathered around the Heart Tree—instead it began mov
Pearl couldn't take her eyes off the two blank ribbons. They swayed among hundreds of written wishes, catching the sunlight each time the breeze stirred the branches, while every other ribbon around them carried careful handwriting long since faded by time. Only those two remained untouched.She turned to the woman beside her. "Why are they empty?"The woman's expression softened. "They have been waiting.""For what?""For the people meant to write them."Evren followed her gaze back up to the ribbons. "They've been hanging there all this time?"She nodded. "Longer than any of us can imagine."Pearl frowned, trying to make sense of it. "How could anyone know they wouldn't be needed?""They were always needed," the woman said, smiling. "They simply belonged to people who had not yet arrived."Theo tugged lightly on Pearl's sleeve. "You should climb."Pearl blinked, caught off guard. "Climb?""The ribbons are waiting."She looked up at the towering tree, doubtful. "They're far too high.
Evren and Pearl followed the woman down the gentle hillside overlooking the valley. A warm breeze carried the scent of wildflowers through the air, and somewhere nearby, someone was playing a melody on a wooden flute. It wove into the distant laughter of children until the whole valley seemed to hum with life.Pearl looked around in amazement. "It feels so real.""Because it was," the woman said, without slowing her pace. "You can smell the flowers. You can hear the river." She glanced toward the bustling village below. "Memories this strong were preserved by thousands of hearts."Evren watched an elderly man lift a little girl onto his shoulders as they crossed a stone bridge. "They're happy," he murmured."Yes." The woman's eyes lingered on the same family. "They didn't know history was about to forget them."The words settled heavily between them, and neither Pearl nor Evren spoke again until they reached the edge of the village. No one there seemed surprised to see them. Men and w







