C466 WRITTEN IN THE SKY

"Is it truly over?" Aria whispered, her eyes fixed on the spot where the Second Prince had stood. The sky above the courtyard had finally ceased its violent churning, leaving behind a heavy, breathless calm. The snowflakes, once tinted with a sickly glow, now fell in pure, undisturbed white, coating the broken marble of the fountain.

Elara leaned her forehead against Damon’s chest