After the fireworks had faded into the night sky, Gavriel gently guided Althea back down to the hall where the celebration continued. Her eyes were still bright from the show, cheeks flushed from the excitement, and she held his hand tightly as they walked.

The music had softened to a lively hum, but the courtiers and guests were still laughing, dancing, and raising goblets in celebration.

Althea’s stomach grumbled audibly, making her glance at Gavriel with a sheepish grin. “I’m ...