— Sir Lion, delay our return for a few more hours — ordered Karina as she opened the carriage door and hurried down. — I need to speak with my husband, the king.
The knight nodded in silence, without question. Keeping a firm grip on the reins, he watched the queen walk away with quick steps. If she could no longer approach the Black Eagle, Karina would make them reveal their claws before the king.
— Well, Queen Karina — a voice echoed down the stone corridor leading to the inner gardens. Deep and animated. — Is your majesty going to visit our esteemed king?
Dear readers,
I would like to take a moment to express my deepest gratitude to each of you. The journey of writing and sharing my stories has been incredibly special, and it is only possible because of your constant support. Every comment, suggestion, and simply the fact that you take the time to dive into the pages I write gives me the strength to keep going.
Writing is a solitary act, but knowing that you are out there, following along and living these stories with me, makes it all worthwhile. The connection we've built through these narratives is something I truly cherish, and I am immensely grateful for this amazing community that has formed around the words.
Thank you so much for standing by my side on this adventure. We still have many worlds to explore and stories to tell, and I am excited to share each of those moments with you.
See y'all in a week,
All J.