The days that followed settled into an easy rhythm. Each morning, Aurelia left for school with the same enthusiasm she brought to almost everything she did. Each afternoon, she returned with another story. Sometimes it was about a lesson she particularly enjoyed. Sometimes it was about a disagreement between classmates that she had appointed herself responsible for resolving. And sometimes... It was simply because she'd discovered a new flower blooming somewhere on the school grounds. Life, in its quiet way, continued. I was beginning to appreciate just how much of being Luna wasn't made up of grand ceremonies or difficult council meetings. Most days... It was paperwork. Conversations. Small decisions that, together, kept Blackwood running. I had just finished reviewing a report from the northern farms when a familiar voice drifted through the open office door. "Aria!" I looked up just in time to see Aurelia hurry inside. Her school bag was still slung
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