Mark by Destiny.
The moonlight glowed over them, a soft silver halo of blessing.
Inside the hall, Loretta, Mariseth, and Rosa watched from afar, their eyes warm with pride.
“She’s grown into everything we dreamed she’d be,” Loretta murmured.
Mariseth nodded, emotion tightening her throat. “And more… she’s healed more than she knows.”
Rosa smiled. “The goddess truly favored our children.”
The three women lifted their goblets and clinked them gently together.
“To love,” Mariseth whispered.
“To peace,” said Loretta.