The jubilant hollers of satyr folk and ethereal beings reverberated intensely in her ears, surging through her senses. From the priest, she heard a voice ask, “Anyone who wishes Queen Lucia not to crown her heir?” while Khilora silently declared, "Tonight.” Tears carved steady trails down her flushed cheeks, her eyes filled with unwavering resolve. “No more plans. Just me. Just Khilora, the wanderer.”
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