'The sand gave way to grassy knolls filled with lemongrass and lavender, they were close to the part of the coast that has been deserted for seven years. Many say the grounds are haunted by all the dead royals that were murdered in their sleep. Even the False king has no interest in the Sacris families grand summer palace.
Nadie was waiting at the final hill before the valley walk to the palace, the other survivors had marched ahead and some had even made it to the palace, but none had gone inside yet. They all stood still looking up to her as the last of them filtered into the valley bellow. She could see Minx's falcon form flying high above the turrets.
Nadie softly smiled "Welcome home Queen Azreal." And crossed her fist over her heart bowing deeply, the rest of the survivors below doing the same before parting to make a path to the palace for her.
Azreals eyes teared up as she covered her mouth with a shaking hand. Belial stepped up to her side and took her small hand in his and squeezed it reassuringly as they took the first steps towards taking back her kingdom.'