The journey back to Valyron was smooth. The grey skies had threatened rain all morning, but not a single drop had fallen throughout their trip.
When the tall spires of the castle finally came into view, Lilith felt her chest tighten with a strange mix of relief and unease. So much had changed since the last time she stepped through those gates. She had left as someone who was still discovering her powers, but now… she was something else entirely.
The carriage rolled to a halt at the castle's entrance. The coachman quickly climbed down, opening the doors while the servants rushed to retrieve their luggage. Lucian stood at the main entrance, his arms crossed, a smile tugging at his lips as he watched them descend from the carriage.
"Welcome home," Lucian greeted, his smile lingering. His eyes briefly flicked to each of them. "I trust the journey was smooth?"
"It was," Viktor replied, stepping down first and turning to help Charlotte alight from the carriage.
