Elian's POV
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By the time they were all ready and dressed up, the palace had a different atmosphere.
Bells chimed softly from almost every corner, echoing against the walls decorated with black and silver tapestry—the official Lunarian colours for mourning.
Servants moved solemnly, either going about their usual day-to-day activities or helping with the finishing preparations for the night ceremony open to the general public.
This morning, however, was all about family.
At the centre of an open golden-tainted crystal dome building outside the main castle, a familiar group was gathered around.
The group was composed of Elian, Lucian, Kyren, Aurora, Seraphyne, Sylas, Elowen and the two members of the council of fangs—Delta Reina and Gamma Drax.
Everyone was dressed in black and silver, Elian in particular donning a silver blazer with black trimmed into the collars and sleeves and then a form-fitting black pair of trousers.
