C17 Episode 17

Elara stood on the balcony of the grand ballroom, her gaze fixed on the glittering city lights below. The night air was cool against her skin, carrying with it the faint sounds of the gala behind her—the murmur of voices, the clinking of glasses, the distant strains of music. But Elara was no longer interested in the party or the people who filled the lavish hall. Her thoughts were far away