The beautiful glorious light expanded and flowed throughout her body, cleansing and purifying her very being, before exploding outwards.
Red-gold light filled the surroundings, outshining every glow in the vicinity. The serpentines shielded their eyes, the brilliant radiance blinding their sight.
*
On the other side of the Nar realm, in the Underworld Palace of the Werewolf clan, Ramose was absentmindedly instructing Olsen to prepare the queen's palace. Even though Versailles refused to come with him, he still wanted her rooms to be clean and ready.
As her image flashed through his mind, his heart raced and he had the uncontrollable desire to see her again. They had only recently mated, but he had been dreaming of her for eighteen years. In his heart, her image was already deeply engraved. Now, his soul followed where his heart-led, and for that, he was grateful.
