Seraphina took control of Lumiaren with the same ease a fish takes to water. Her title helped, of course. Princess of Mount Hua wasn't just ceremonial—it carried the kind of weight that made even stubborn officials remember their manners.
The day had been a whirlwind of inspections, meetings, and establishing Mount Hua's presence in the reclaimed city. By late afternoon, we were both retreating to our chambers to prepare for the evening's "farewell banquet" for Sun—an event he had naturally insisted upon before his departure to the Hwaeryun.
"Is it too late to fake a vampire attack?" I asked, eyeing the formal attire laid out on my bed with thinly veiled suspicion. Mount Hua had sent appropriate clothing ahead, anticipating the political demands of our position.
