(Izara POV)
The night was quiet when I stepped out of the palace, cloaked in deep crimson and gold, the ceremonial robes of the Crowned heir of Valeria. The moon shone high in the sky, showing off her mighty power.
There was a reason why today was chosen for the ceremony. Today is the blood moon day. A traditional day when the power of the moon goddess radiates the most. The day when the moon shines directly at the altar throne.
The very throne, the first king of Valeria sat and vowed his life to his kingdom.
I walked in silence, guided by the soft flicker of lanterns and the distant chants that came from the old stone church atop the hill.
My heart was beating fast. Of course, I have read about the tradition, memorized every single chant and power, but executing them was new.
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