Elian's POV
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"What's wrong? What happened in Lunaria?" Lucian questioned his sister as he got off the bed.
Elian adjusted his legs, using his hands to shield his hair. He watched her holographic figure turn its head to him. "Oh, hey Elian." She gave him a wave.
He reciprocated, squinting when she turned her attention back to Lucian. "Your little escapade or whatever the fuck that was in Arcadia. It's causing waves here." She paused, tilting her head. "What? You guys don't see the news in the Dark Lands?"
Elian's brows furrowed.
The battle in Arcadia. Could Amara—
"Aurora, it's a long story." Lucian rubbed the bridge of his nose. "And I—"
"Please." Aurora raised a hand. "Come tell that to Mom, the Council of Fangs and basically every other council body here in the Empire. Do you know the rumours that are being passed?"
She shifted from the frame, swiping her hand. A holographic screen projected from Lucian's ring, showing a scene that made Elian swallow hard.
