The moment Luna materialized in my tribunal chamber, radiating power that made the very air shimmer with authority, I felt a mixture of vindication and profound unease settle in my chest. For weeks, I had been wrestling with doubts about allowing this trial to proceed, knowing what I knew about the Nightingale family name and its implications for the Slatemark Empire's continued existence.
Arthur Nightingale.
Now, watching Luna embrace Arthur with obvious affection while declaring him her chosen contractor and the future Emperor of the World, I was beginning to understand that the Nightingales than I had ever imagined.
