They were walking along a path lit by candles in thick glass lanterns that looked like stars strewn about their feet. The night was cold, but this was considered a good sign in the North because the dark sky was clear of clouds and thanks to that, they all could see one of the most significant miracles of the North Lycan Kingdom. The Aurora.
Savannah’s lips parted slightly as the icy air kissed her skin, but that did not bother her in the slightest. She had seen magic wielded before her quite a few times in the past, but she had never seen something so powerful and enchanting. The glimmering waves above her head went from deep purple to magenta and then to soft pink, continuing to morph into lime green and then a slightly richer olive colour. It was magical, and Gideon stumbled, gazing up
