The feelings left behind.

In the days that followed the defenders' departure, the palace settled into a new rhythm. Nila took on a more active role in the council, her sharp mind and calm demeanour earning her the respect of even the most sceptical nobles. She worked tirelessly alongside Darius, ensuring that the kingdom remained stable and prosperous.

One evening, as they reviewed trade reports in the council chamber, Darius paused, his eyes lingering on Nila. "You've taken to this role as if you were born for it," he remarked, his tone genuine.

Nila glanced up from the parchment, smiling. "Flattery won't get you anywhere far Raul, it's all thanks to Sol, who taught me everything before leaving,''

Darius chuckled, ''It's not flattery my queen, plus I'm so surprised that it took you guys so long to give me a niece or nephew! With the way you both were looking at each other all those times in the past, I thought this palace would be filled with kids!''