Everyone who mattered was in the war.Destiny made a point to be dressed to impress—not out of vanity, but to remind everyone watching that she was still sovereign, still standing, still golden. She was the First Spear, born of sacrifice and fire, and tonight, she shone like a sun that refused to set. Her gown, woven from pure gold, hugged her figure like liquid light. The fabric danced with the flames of countless battles she’d survived. Her crown was not perched but intertwined with the thick waves of her dark black hair, blending regal poise with divine authority. Her sun-kissed skin glowed, as though the heavens themselves still clung to her presence.To her left stood Seth, wearing royal blue robes streaked with polished lines of gold, his expression resolute. To her right was Charlene, equally resplendent, matching his attire but adding her own fire to the air—an unspoken promise of youth, power, and mystery yet to unfold.Behind them, others stood at attention, all dressed with
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