Her breath caught as several blossoms opened at once, releasing a faint, glowing mist around her. She turned toward him, her voice trembling. "You did all this… for me?"
Allen met her gaze without hesitation. "Of course," he said softly. "You're the reason light returned to this palace."
The warmth of his words struck deeper than she expected. For a moment, Shellia could only stare — her silver lashes fluttering as she took in the serene expression on his face. There was no trace of deceit, only quiet certainty. The once-cold emperor she had known in her first life now stood before her as someone different, someone whose emerald eyes glowed with a calm, steady brilliance.
