ELARA’S P.O.V.By the time the last of the guests left, and the pack had either passed out or turned in for the night, it was early morning, and the house was quiet.The tables, floors, and chairs had empty mugs, half-eaten plates, spilled drinks, and from the sharp smell that had irritated my nose when we were leaving the great hall for the night, there was at least one pile of vomit somewhere. Even if we all pitched in to help clean up, which we would, it would take hours to get the house back to normal.I leaned against the balcony railing outside our room, breathing in the cool night air. The moon hung high above the forest, illuminating the courtyard below, and I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of a couple leaning against one another as they stumbled home, giggling.It was peaceful and calm, yet behind me, Lucien was pacing.He had forced a smile through the rest of the celebration. He laughed when he was supposed to. He accepted congratulations and clapped warriors on the
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