Solomon, Henry, Ariel, Elara, and Damian rode swiftly toward Emberhaven, their entourage surrounding them. The brothers' reunion with their younger sibling brought a mix of emotions, but urgency drove them forward.
As they approached the castle, Solomon's thoughts turned to his impending wedding. "We must hasten our pace. The wedding is in three days, and I still have preparations to attend to."
Henry nodded. "We'll ensure Damian's safety and integrate him into the royal family."
Ariel's gaze remained fixed on Damian, her visions still unclear. "I'll continue to monitor the prophecy's signs."
Upon arrival, Nahar greeted Solomon with a warm smile, unaware of the dramatic developments. "My love, I've overseen the wedding preparations. Everything is ready."
Solomon's expression softened. "Nahar, I have news. This is Damian, my younger brother, the rightful king of Emberhaven."
Nahar's eyes widened. "A brother? I hadn't known..."
Elara stepped forward. "Damian's existence was kept secret for his protection. Now, he must claim his birthright."
As Nahar processed this revelation, Damian's awkwardness was palpable. "I... I don't want to disrupt your wedding, Solomon."
Solomon's smile reassured him. "You're family, Damian. You'll be welcomed here."
Henry clapped Damian's back. "We'll make sure you're prepared for your new role."
As the group dispersed to their respective duties, Ariel approached Nahar.
"Nahar, I must speak with you. The prophecy's threads are complex. Damian's arrival changes everything."
Nahar's brow furrowed. "What do you mean?"
Ariel's voice dropped to a whisper. "The wedding, Solomon's future... nothing is certain."
Nahar's concern deepened. "What should we do?"
Ariel's gaze locked onto Nahar's. "Be vigilant. The next few days will reveal much."
Damian struggled to adjust to his new surroundings, overwhelmed by the castle's grandeur and the weight of his newfound identity. Henry and Solomon took turns guiding him through royal protocols and duties.
"Damian, as the rightful king, you'll need to understand the intricacies of statecraft," Henry explained, patience evident in his tone.
Damian nodded, determination etched on his face. "I won't disappoint you, brothers."
Solomon smiled. "You won't have to. We'll support you every step."
As Damian's education continued, Nahar watched with curiosity, her initial shock giving way to warmth.
"Damian, I'm glad you're here," Nahar said, approaching him during a brief respite. "Solomon's told me so much about his family. You're already a part of us."
Damian's smile faltered. "Thank you, Nahar. I don't want to disrupt Solomon's wedding or your life."
Nahar's expression softened. "You're not disrupting anything, Damian. You're completing our family."
Ariel observed their interaction, her visions hinting at a deeper connection between Nahar and Damian.
"Ariel, what's troubling you?" Nahar asked, noticing Ariel's intense gaze.
Ariel's voice barely rose above a whisper. "The prophecy... it speaks of bonds forming, alliances shifting. Damian's arrival changes everything."
Nahar's brow furrowed. "What bonds?"
Ariel's eyes locked onto Nahar's. "Those of the heart."