Their wedding was simple.Lanterns glowed above the river, drifting like stars fallen from the sky. Friends gathered on the shore, their faces warm in the twilight.Althea wore silver and white, her hair braided with soft glowing threads of magic. Kael stood tall beside her, dressed in deep midnight blue, eyes shining brighter than the lanterns overhead.When they exchanged vows, the city glowed brighter as if Lyria itself blessed their union.Kael cupped her face gently. "Althea, you are the flame that lit my darkness."And you," she whispered, "are the ember that became my heart."They kissed beneath the lantern-lit sky.And the night bloomed with light.
The battle was over.
The shadows gone.
But their story
Their love
Their future .Was just beginning.
The embers of their hearts would burn eternal.