Sunlight pierced the clouds, falling upon the dark grey city walls.
Delilah moved with a familiar grace through the sweet-scented air of the city, heading deep into the fortress of Stoneheart.
Several herbs in the magical plants garden had matured, releasing a fine, white fluff that drifted through the entire city, blanketing everything like a delicate layer of summer snow.
As she stepped into the garden, Delilah heard the cheerful shouts of Elara and Pallas.
Egged on by three chittering elemental sprites, they were chasing a shimmering faerie insect around the grounds.
Nearby, Orion and Lilith sat together, watching their two children play with blissful smiles.
As Delilah approached, Lilith gestured for the maidservants to bring her a chair before dismissing them.
