Cassiopeia's View And I'm still so blue,

Gjalla felt Morwenna’s words seep into her heart like the warmth of a long-lost home, grounding her in a way she hadn’t known she needed. She tightened her hold on her sister, the weight of her loyalty settling comfortably into place, no longer a burden but a source of purpose and strength. She had found a new path—not alone, but side by side with the one soul she had always trusted.

Gjalla would never need a pack to know her place beside the matriarch. Her lips parted in a soft exhale, words resting on the tip of her tongue with no finality. You are my home, she wished to say. The dark princess swallowed her statement and nodded, lips curving into a warm smile, however slight. There would be challenges—and pain, but together, they could withstand anything. She was certain of it. "Tell me of this home, then, hm?"