[: 3rd POV :]
As Empress Melira Valenhardt gracefully made her way across the grand entrance hall, every eye was fixed upon her.
The murmurs quickly swelled into a chorus of admiration.
Gentle gasps escaped from the crowd, followed by spontaneous clapping and whispered exclamations.
"Her beauty…it's unlike anything I've ever seen."
"She carries the dignity of the heavens themselves."
"Look at the way her hair catches the light—like silver woven with stars."
Men and women alike found themselves caught in a trance, their hearts quickening as if in the presence of something truly divine.
Noblemen straightened their backs, some exchanging envious glances, while ladies subtly adjusted their gowns, inspired and humbled all at once.
The guards—Twilight Knights and Sacred Valkyries—walked in perfect formation behind her, their own expressions softened by the honour of accompanying such a sovereign.
