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Lydia and I strolled through the park near the castle, soaking in the peace and the gentle warmth of the sun.
The trees swayed softly with the breeze, and the sky was a light wash of blue that somehow made everything feel a little more magical.
My sister was finally here, and, for once, we were just… us. No impending battles, no royal obligations, just two sisters enjoying a calm afternoon. It had been far too long since we'd had this.
Lydia's shoulders were relaxed, and she had a faint smile that she reserved for rare moments like these.
We talked about everything and nothinghow Ciara's wedding preparations were coming along, how Ember still sulked after losing his last wrestling match with Ignis, and the chaos that always seemed to follow us.
But something tugged at the edge of my attention, a prickling sensation that told me we weren't entirely alone.