As the enemy retreated to regroup, Lucky returned to Luminara. The once-glorious glade now bore scars—charred wings, fallen banners, tears in the soil.
She stood before the Circle of Wings and placed Queen Lumina's fallen crown on the table.
"I won't wear it," she said. "But I will honor it. Together, we lead. Together, we win."
The crown didn't need a head to shine. It needed hearts to carry its purpose.