Obsidian Crown Citadel The Great HallElara’s POVThe cheers still echoed in my ears raw, joyful, reverent as Rico and I stood in the center of the great hall. Hundreds of wolves surrounded us eyes shining with tears and awe, the chant of “Our Luna Queen” fading into a soft, thrumming hum that vibrated through the obsidian walls.I felt it all.The weight of their love.The weight of their hope.The weight of centuries of waiting, now resting on my shoulders.Rico’s hand was warm in mine fingers laced tight thumb brushing slow, soothing circles over my knuckles.He leaned down lips brushing my temple again, voice low, only for me.“You’re shaking.”I laughed small, breathless , tears still wet on my cheeks.“I’m overwhelmed.”He squeezed my hand ,gold eyes soft, proud.“They see you. Really see you.”I looked around at the faces, young and old scarred warriors, silver haired elders, maids with wide eyes, children peeking from behind their parents.They weren’t just looking at a woman.They were
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