Under the Lion Star (Fjorn Book 1) by Kathryn Moore

Author:Kathryn Moore [Moore, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-04-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Leor

My palms were sweating. The weight on my chest grew heavier with each passing moment, and all I wanted to do was run out into the countryside and sit by the lake. My hands trembled as I lifted them to adjust my crown for the hundredth time.

“Relax,” Atlas said, placing a hand on my shoulder. “You look good. You’re marrying a good woman. Sanna has organized everything down to the smallest detail. Just enjoy this.”

I looked over to where Orin sat, leaned back in a chair with his ankle resting on his knee as he read a book. He seemed completely at ease. I still wasn’t entirely comfortable with his attendance, but he was my brother, and I wanted him to be a part of this.

The slim crown he wore was a darker bronze; my parents had decided that gold wouldn’t look as good with his pale yellow hair. He seemed comfortable in his finery. At least that made one of us.

I let out a harsh breath, looking myself over in the mirror again. My hands ran over the velvet of the tunic, a deep crimson that reminded me of my old cloak. Part of me longed to don my armor, missing the simplicity of the battlefield.

“Alright, let’s do this,” I sighed.

“There’s the happy husband,” Atlas winked at me through the mirror.

Orin rose, as did Liras, both dressed as members of the royal family, as was Atlas. My parents were gone, but like Z said, we were making a new family from the ashes, even if it was an unconventional one.

“Sanna?” I asked no one in particular.

“Helping Zialda get ready,” Liras explained.

“Right,” I nodded.

We exited my quarters and made our way through the castle halls until we entered the throne room. I hadn’t been inside since my parents funeral, but Sanna had transformed the space into something no longer haunted by the ghosts of memories.

I couldn’t help but smile, seeing my sister’s touch on every surface. The rows of chairs had all been arranged, wrapped with silver fabric. Nearly every seat was already full, and those who hadn’t received formal invitations stood along the edges of the space.

Birds sang their songs, the sounds filtering in through the open windows along with a slight breeze. Murmurs of pleasant conversations continued as Orin, Liras, and Atlas took their places at the base of the dais.

Sanna had even decorated the two thrones, which had been my parents’ for my entire life. Pale gray lace draped on either side of each chair, fashioned with floral arrangements that morphed their typically grim appearance into something much softer.

The cleric stood between each seat of authority, giving me a kind smile before gesturing to the string quartet.

Everyone went silent as the music started, and the double doors opened, revealing my sister, Mera, and Nima all carrying matching bundles of wildflowers.

The rest of the Helner family sat in the front row, along with Z’s aunt, cousin, and grandmother. The latter of which looked me up and down before giving me a suggestive wink.

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