With the political matters settled, the Matten coven left Rivermount behind.
With everything planned, they went back to the airfield, where Akiko's private jet was waiting for them. As Ezra stepped aboard, he knew this was the final transition.
He was no longer just Ezra Matten. He was now more than just a prince of the Nightmare Court, but the ruler of his own domain.
Everything ahead of him was uncharted territory, a land he had to mold to his vision.
The flight to Blue Moor, his chosen capital city, was smooth and uneventful. The city was located in the heart of his newly assigned territory and he couldn't be more pleased with it. Now, it was his to command.
He had chosen Blue Moor for its potential. It was a thriving trade hub with a few important routes meeting up in it. It was like a mini Crossroads but only he controlled it.
It was a city with power, but at the same time, untapped possibilities. It had been independent for decades, but now, it belonged to him.
