Chapter 114 - The Coronation

The forest encircling the camp was enveloped in an ethereal glow as the moon hung high in the night sky. With his presence like a shadow among the shadows, Masque walked amidst the trees without a noise. With a motion that said more than words, he gestured to the rogues, his sharp eyes flickering with expectation. The rogues, once dreaded for their violence in the past, were now calm and waited for the event that would alter everything. Their eyes lingered over the far-off camp, where Ella, their queen, was getting ready for the rite that would formally establish her new position. A feeling of direction and a heavy expectancy seemed to descend upon the whole forest. Now the rogues were about to experience something truly remarkable. Their queen, the one who had freed them from their agony, was ready to reign. There was a knock on the door as she turned to exit her room. She turned around to see Luna Katherine standing at the doorway, her scrutinizing eyes assessing Ella. “Nons