The word came out of him like it had always been there, waiting to be spoken.
"From this day forward, the capital of the monster nation will be known as Valdris. A name that belongs to no race, no ancient tongue, and no borrowed legacy. It is ours and ours alone."
The weight of the declaration settled across the room like a blanket.
Sanovere's smile widened with genuine respect. Lyra's eyes softened, a rare crack in her composure. Carlotta was already mouthing the word to herself, tasting it.
Fhera grinned from ear to ear.
"Valdris. Sounds badass, Boss!"
"It is strong," Azeal murmured, a fire burning behind his eyes.
Fanny whispered the name to her teddy bear. "Valdris." then she smiled warmly, hugging the bear close to her chest,
Even Hamr, the giant Skeleton General who communicated primarily through violent enthusiasm, slammed his fist against his chestplate in approval, the sound echoing through the chamber like a war drum.
