Chapter Thirty-six ☾❤️

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Blyn holds onto my hand as we stand next to each other. The rulers of each kingdom are gathered together. We are standing outdoors in an elegant garden.

There is a stone emblem in the center of the garden. Carved into the stone are the symbols of each kingdom. The King of Orin stands in the center of the circle. He lays the peace treaty on the stone alter. Once it is in place he steps back and begins chanting. Afterwards, we all begin to chant with him.

"May peace reign through the lands. May ill feelings and intentions disperse. May harmony be felt through the kingdoms".

Blyn and I step towards the alter. He picks up a silver blade, and then cuts his hand. He hands me the knife, and I press the blade against my flesh. A slight sting is felt as I make a light cut.

I place the blade down on the alter as my blood drip. Blyn holds onto my free hand, and we hold out palms out. Red droplets of blood fall onto the document. Our blood swirls together, and then begins to glow. Once the red light dims the seal of the Emerald Isle appears; emerald waves swirling into the sky.

Blyn and I step back to our former place. The leaders of Blazen take our place at the alter. I join in on the chant as Blazen swears their peace. Once Blazen's seal appears the Northlands King takes their place. The process continues until the rulers of the Lunar Isle, Aer and Orin place their seal on the treaty.

"May peace reign through the lands. May ill feelings and intentions disperse. May harmony be felt through the kingdoms".

The King of Orin remains at the alter, and places his hands on the document. The treaty begins to glow a golden hue. He chants under his breath while we chant. I cannot hear what he is chanting.

"May the sacred treaty begin our lands last until the next Summit," he said.

We exchange our farewells, and then go to the closing festival. The festival is hosted to celebrate peace and good blessings to the realm. The streets are decorated with lanterns and flowers. Merchants have set up stalls with food, and goods.

Blyn holds onto my smaller hand as we walk. The streets are crowded with people. Merchants are shouting in hopes to attract customers. Children are laughing as they tug onto their parents hands. Several children run along with friends and siblings.

Mother and father are walking ahead of us. They appear to be in a deep conversation. Estrellia has a smile on her face as she holds onto Ashers hand. I laugh as she pulls him to a stall that is selling sweets. Asher laughs as his eyes widen at the selection. I am not surprised they rushed to that stall. Asher and Estrellia would rush to the sweet stalks at the festivals back home.

Azalea and Callen have stopped to browse at a stall. The merchant appears to be selling herbs, which she will use for her soaps. Prior to leaving I encouraged Azalea to open her own shop in town. The women would in the castle adore her soaps and fragrances. I have no doubt that the women will flock to the shop. Azalea informed me that she wishes to think about it, because she wants her product to be affordable to all. While, Azalea is my lady-in- waiting I wish for her to have something of her own.

I notice that father and Roark are lost in the crowd. They most likely walked further ahead or stopped to view a stall. My eyes glance at a stall that is overflowing with books. We walk over to the stall, and my palm touches a cover. The leather feels smooth and cool against my skin. Blyn and I spend quite some time at the stall. We end up selecting a variety of books. He carries our purchase, which the vendor nearly packaged.

The Summit is coming to an end, and we shall be here one more day before returning home. I am thrilled that I was able to spend time with my family. We will travel together until we must part ways. I am grateful that we can travel together, even if it is half our journey. It will be difficult to part ways after being reunited. It saddens me that I do not know when I will see them. However, it may not be safe for mother and Estrellia to travel. If the Order is after me they could have placed a bounty on their heads.

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