*Kryzen*
I stood by the window, watching dawn's light spill over Embervale, its golden hues kissing the cobblestone streets and creeping up the ivy-clad walls of the castle.
It was a view I'd grown accustomed to since we’d moved into the palace, but this morning, it held a different sort of promise—a future that included Briella more than just my mate and my queen, but soon as my wife.
"Kryzen?" Her voice, rich with the hint of sleep still lingering, pulled me from my reverie.
Turning, I found her emerging from the bed chamber, the wild cascade of her dark hair tumbling over her shoulders. Despite her small frame, she moved with the strength of a warrior, her bright green eyes sharp even in the softness of morning.
"Morning." My voice was thick with emotion, and I cleared my throat. "I've been thinking…"
"About?" She padded closer, tying back her hair with a practiced hand, ready to start the day.
