Esmeralda’s POVThe borderlands did not look the same when we came back.What used to be tents and rough wood had changed.Stone walls were rising everywhere.Men were carrying blocks. Wolves were hauling timber. Smoke rose from fresh fires where builders worked day and night.A city was being born.I slowed my horse and stared.For a moment I could hardly believe it.Right in the center stood the Great Hall.Its walls were tall and wide, made from heavy gray stone. The roof was still missing, but the shape of the building was already clear. A huge circular space meant to hold thousands.Light poured into it from every side.Not dark like the temples in the south.Open.Alive.Hopeful.When we rode through the gates, people saw us.At first there was silence.Then someone shouted.“Alpha!”Another voice followed.“The Queen!”Suddenly the entire place erupted.They were cheering.Not just Royalists.Not just rogues.Everyone.Their voices mixed together until the sound filled the whol
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