"Let there be peace, if only for a breath, and let that breath carry power, laughter, and love. For even kings must remember what it means to live."
The day had mellowed into a deceptive sort of calm that rarely lulls between storms where even the air feels unsure of its purpose. Sunlight spilled across the floor of my private study in quiet ribbons, warm and drowsy, brushing the edges of the old tomes and ward schematics spread out before me.
