Eight years later
Caspian's Point of View
"Boys, hurry up! We're going to be late!" Mom's voice rang through the halls, sharp with impatience but laced with excitement. The entire castle had been buzzing for weeks in preparation for this day, and her stress was palpable in every step she took. She'd been planning everything meticulously, ensuring every single detail was perfect. I knew today wasn't just about the unveiling—it was about our future, our legacies, and everything that had been building for years.
