A Name Written in Fire
The light show lasted for nearly ten full minutes, the sky above Valemont glowing like a second sunrise.
At last, the drones aligned in perfect symmetry and formed the words:
"Selena Aurevale, Happy Birthday."
From the top floor of Lunar Citadel, the letters hung luminous and proud against the night.
Gasps rippled through the Aurevale Household.
Just when everyone thought the show was finally over—
The drones flickered.
They broke formation.
They shifted again.
This time, they formed a glowing heart.
Inside it, four bold characters ignited across the sky:
"Love, Julian D'Aurelius."
For a single heartbeat—
Silence.
Then—
Evan smiled in satisfaction.
Perfect ending.
Perfect spectacle.
Perfect control.
…Perfect?
His smile froze.
His eyes sharpened.
His expression twisted as if he had just swallowed something rancid.
The muscles along his jaw tightened.
What.
The.
Hell.
He had personally prepared this birthday banquet for Selena.
