The Abandoned Luna's Journey to Power Chapter 366: The Two Princes

Cindy's POV:

The laughter in the quiet courtyard felt like the warmest fire in the middle of winter, chasing away the gloom that had been lingering in my heart for days.

Queen Elizabeth's hearty laughter, along with Queen Isabella's softer, slightly reserved but gradually relaxed chuckles, finally brought a touch of human warmth to the otherwise cold palace.

"Awroo—"

At that moment, Diana let out a low warning in my mindscape.

I immediately caught the shift in the air. Two powerful, fresh, and vibrant Alpha pheromones were approaching from the corridor outside, following closely behind King Ryken's overwhelming presence, steady and imposing like a mountain.

Those pheromones carried the sharp, icy scent unique to Northmere, mixed with the hardened, blood-forged edge of soldiers who had spent years on the battlefield.

"They're back," Adam said, sitting beside me. He gently squeezed my hand, a warm, almost brotherly smile tugging at his lips.

As soon as he finished speaking, a servant lifted the curtain at the entrance to the hall. King Ryken strode in, dressed in a dark gold casual robe. Behind him followed two young men clad in Northmere's black iron military uniforms.

They were King Ryken's other two sons, the second prince, Noah, and the third prince, Peter.

This was my first time truly meeting these two princes, who were well known throughout the kingdom. As future leaders, they hadn't stayed behind to enjoy the comforts of royal life like other nobles. Instead, King Ryken had sent them early on to train in the harsh and dangerous military camps of Northmere. They had even missed Adam and my grand bonding ceremony because of urgent duties at the front lines.

Prince Noah, walking on the left, resembled Adam by about seventy percent in build. But unlike Adam's wild, battle-hardened dominance, Noah carried a steady, grounded presence, like an unshakable mountain. His gaze was deep, and every movement he made carried a level of maturity beyond his years.

Prince Peter, on the right, was completely different. He looked just over 20, with short golden hair that shone like sunlight. His expression was full of youthful energy and confidence. His armor still bore several fresh scratches that hadn't been treated yet, making it clear he had rushed back straight from some border skirmish.

"Your grandson greets you, Grandma. Your son greets you, Father, Mother."

The two of them stepped into the center of the hall and dropped to one knee in perfect unison, performing a standard military salute.

"Get up, get up! My dear grandsons, you're finally back!" Queen Elizabeth waved at them excitedly, her eyes crinkling with joy.

Queen Isabella looked at them with concern, especially at the youngest, Peter. "Why have you gotten so thin? Has the wind and sand in Northmere worn you down again?"

The brothers stood up with smiles, then turned together to face Adam.

"Adam." Noah and Peter both clenched their right fists and struck them firmly against their left chests, the highest form of respect among soldiers.

"It's good to have you back." Adam stood and walked over, patting both of his brothers on the shoulders with pride in his eyes.

Just then, Princess Raya, who had been trailing behind Queen Isabella like a little shadow, suddenly darted forward like a cheerful bird.

"Noah! Peter! You're finally back!" she said excitedly, grabbing Peter's arm and shaking it. Then, she quickly turned and pulled me in front of them, lifting her chin proudly as she introduced me. "Let me properly introduce you. This is my sister-in-law, the Duchess of Silverpeak Pack and the hero of Southreach, Cindy Spencer!"