Chapter 42: The Weight of Power
The skyship cut through the clouds like a silver arrow, the rising sun painting its sails with ribbons of gold and crimson. Below us, the continent stretched endlessly — forests and kingdoms and rivers glistening in the dawn light, a world that, for now, felt a little safer than it had yesterday.
For the first time in weeks, laughter filled our cabin.
“Did you see the look on King Theon’s face when Aragona shut him down?” Ruby burst into a fit of giggles, her legs kicked lazily over the armrest of a velvet chair. “I swear I almost died trying not to laugh.”
Thaddeus smirked, polishing the silver crest of his uniform. “You mean the part where he tried to accuse Veylun of collusion? Or the part where the king of Astaris practically knighted Luna with his s
