Chapter 83 - Kaveh's Judgment

With the weight of tradition and expectation bearing down on her gown, Aryana's heart raced as she dashed through the palace courtyard. Her chest tightened at the commotion around the palace. Dark plumes of smoke ascended, and the stone halls rang with distant cries of warfare. Her wedding day, which was supposed to be a joyous occasion, was turning into a nightmare. As she watched one of the Valtheon witches collapse beneath a strong flame, her body thudding to the earth, she stopped on the marble steps, her breath seizing in her throat. Aryana was paralyzed for a minute by her panic. Then she saw a familiar sight, and a wave of relief came over her. Her sisters, the Moonveiled sisters, moved around the battlefield like shadows, their movements precise and elegant, their faces concealed under their veils. She didn't need to see their faces, but she didn't need to, they were well known to her. Nythara's piercing, flowing spells, Veloria's quick blows. Their abilities were stronger