[Lavinia's POV — Dawnspire Wing—The Next Morning]
Morning sunlight spilled golden across the balcony, warming my skin as a soft breeze tugged playfully at my hair. The world below was calm—dew-kissed leaves, birds testing their first songs, and palace guards marching like drowsy shadows.
Marshi stretched luxuriously on the railing, his golden fur glimmering, tail curling like a question mark.
I raised a brow at him. "Do you want to go for a walk, Marshi?"
He blinked once… then nudged his head against me with a soft rumble, his tail swishing in complete agreement.
I laughed quietly. "That's a yes, then."
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[Palace Gardens—Early Morning—Later]
The moment my bare feet touched the grass, a ripple of magic hummed through me. A magic of Nature. Cool. Soft. Alive. It felt like stepping straight into the heartbeat of nature.
Marshi bounded ahead, chasing floating petals as though they were sworn enemies. He was bouncing happily, stretching and Yawning.
