The ceremony was moments away from beginning, and the air buzzed with a mixture of excitement and anticipation.
I stood beside Seraphine near the back of the hall, the perfect vantage point to observe everything without being in the thick of the action.
The twins were miraculously behaving, perched on Leora's lap several rows in front of us. For once, I could focus entirely on the event without worrying about spontaneous invisibility or tiny, fiery outbursts.
"Ten coins say Lydia is the most nervous," Seraphine murmured, leaning closer to me with a mischievous grin. She was dressed in her suit, perfectly tailored and looking unfairly gorgeous as usual.
I tilted my head, giving her an incredulous look. "Ten coins? Lydia's the queen of composure. My bet's on Aurelia."
Seraphine raised an eyebrow. "Aurelia? She's a demon captain, Riley. The woman literally stares down armies without blinking."
