The days passed in a blur of meetings and negotiations, but the atmosphere remained markedly improved.
Emma noticed how the other delegates responded to Bright's leadership, their respect and trust evident.
His ability to command a room, to listen and then speak with authority, was something she found increasingly captivating.
One evening, after another long day, Emma found herself alone in the palace library, reflecting on the events of the past days.
She thought about how much had changed, not just in their work, but in her understanding of Bright.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps. She looked up to see Bright entering the library, a book in his hand.
"I thought I'd find you here," he said with a smile.
Emma returned the smile, feeling a warmth spread through her. "I needed a quiet place to think."
Bright sat down next to her, placing the book on the table. "What are you thinking about?"
