Chapter 61: Awakening ceremony and Danger ahead
Morning light streamed through the high windows, painting golden patterns across the stone floor. Eren stirred, his body pleasantly aching from the night’s ritual with Commander Maria. As consciousness returned fully, he felt the difference immediately—a new current of power flowing through his veins, cool and fluid. The second element had awakened within him.
He assessed the unfamiliar magic pulsing beneath his skin. Illusion—not his primary affinity, but now unmistakably part of him. Useful. Another tool.
A firm knock interrupted his thoughts.
"Enter," he called, voice flat despite his nakedness. He stood unmoving, facing the door.
A palace guard stepped in, eyes carefully averted out of respect. In her hands lay a bundle of fabric so fine it seemed to catch the light in ways ordinary cloth could not.
"Veilwalker," the guard said with a deep bow. "The Queen has requested your presence in the Grand Hall. She sends these garments as befitting your station."
Eren took the bundle, examining the material with clinical detachment. It was exceptional craftsmanship—deep midnight blue with silver threadwork that formed intricate patterns along the edges. The designs reminded him of constellations, though none he recognized.
"What is this about?" he asked, his tone devoid of curiosity, merely seeking information.
The guard hesitated, then straightened. "My apologies, Veilwalker. The Queen has called for a formal presentation. Word has spread throughout Thornvale about—" she paused, choosing her words carefully, "—about what transpired last night. The awakening of new powers."
Eren’s face remained impassive. "When does this presentation begin?"
"Within the hour, Veilwalker. The hall already fills with those eager to attend."