The day before my coronation dawned with an air of excitement and tension. The palace buzzed with activity, final preparations in full swing.
But despite the flurry of movement, my thoughts drifted constantly to Aurelia, who had been at my side since early morning.
There was a quiet understanding between us tomorrow would change everything.
Aurelia moved through the preparations with her usual confidence, but I could sense the unease simmering beneath her calm exterior.
The weight of her responsibilities in the demon realm had been pulling at her, and it was clear she was torn. I knew she wanted to stay, to be here for me, but duty called her elsewhere.
Still, she tried to make the most of today, throwing herself into helping with the coronation plans, her sharp mind offering solutions where there were none. She was a force of nature, no matter where she stood, but I could tell that her heart was not fully here.
