The glowing portal sealed behind them, leaving Veena, Caelira, Reyna, Torvax, Veydran, Nyxar, Zeilar and the red wolf standing at the golden gates of the Solarian palace. Everything shimmered with magic, sunlight laced the air like it was alive, and the scent of ocean salt and spicy phoenix embers wrapped around them like a damn welcome hug.
Waiting at the top of the stairs stood Queen Virella and her mate, King Cyranth, radiant as hell in robes woven from enchanted fire thread. Their matching phoenix wings shimmered behind them, and their gazes held weight and warmth.
"You honor us with your presence," Queen Virella said, voice like sun warmed silk. "Come. A feast has been prepared." She rushed forward to embrace her son, Zeilar and he grinned widely.
Cue the royal dining hall, opulence everywhere. Fire grilled meats, glowing fruits, enchanted cheeses, and wines that sang softly if you listened close enough. Every bite tasted like a spell wrapped in heaven.
Reyna smirked and nudged Torvax. "If I start breathing smoke, just roll with it."
"You breathe fire on the daily," he shot back, grabbing a glowing peach.
The red wolf sat like a damn king himself, protective gaze never wavering. But the second Reyna's fingers slid under the table to touch his thigh, his jaw relaxed and his tail flicked once in approval. Veydran held Reynas hand, never leaving her side as he stared random fae down.
Meanwhile, Nyxar and Prince Zeilar were sharing a seat instead of just a glance, whispering and touching and looking like they might skip dessert for a quick royal hookup. Veena fed Caelira a strawberry dipped in starlight cream and both of them blushed, which was honestly fucking adorable.
After everyone was fat and happy, they were escorted to a solar lit private chamber guarded by silent phoenix warriors. Veena stepped forward first and handed over Rhiannan's gilded scroll, sealed in goddess wax, and a chest full of enchanted gifts.
Queen Virella opened the scroll, her fire touched fingers glowing softly. She read silently, then passed it to King Cyranth, who hummed low and approving.
"You will not leave empty handed," the Queen said. "Though we must protect our borders, our hearts and honor lie with the goddess."
King Cyranth stepped forward. "You'll return with twelve phoenix royal guards and one hundred thousand soldiers, split between our shifter legions and merfolk warriors. They're loyal. Trained. Vicious. And they will bleed for her cause."
Reyna's eyebrows shot up. "That's a whole ass army."
Queen Virella smiled. "We only give what's worthy of a goddess."
Reyna activated her smart brain, touching two fingers to her ear. "Sasha, it's Reyna. Sooo… do we have room for 100,000 troops and a dozen flaming hot phoenix guards?"
Sasha's voice answered instantly, dry and sharp as ever. "The fuck kinda question is that? I'll build the beds out of clouds and starfire if I have to. Bring 'em. I got you."
Reyna grinned. "You heard her. We're in."
Queen Virella's eyes softened. "Then we offer you rest, food, and space to train while we prepare your army. Stay a week. Leave with fire behind you."
As Queen Virella and King Cyranth guided the group to the training barracks, twelve phoenix royal guards stood lined up in blinding formation. Armor shimmering like liquid sunlight, wings tucked behind them, and eyes glowing like embers, these were no ordinary warriors. These were legends.
"These are the dozen who will accompany you to your castle," Virella announced proudly. "Our finest blades. Our fiercest fire."
Veena stepped forward to thank them, but the moment she did, one guard gasped and clutched his chest like he'd been struck by lightning.
His glowing amber eyes locked with Veena's… then flicked to Caelira.
Veena's breath caught.
Caelira swayed, her magic flaring like a ripple of wind through an ancient forest.
The guard's wings burst open in a dramatic flare of molten gold and crimson, and he dropped to his knees.
"I felt you the second you entered this realm," he rasped, voice thick with awe. "My name is Kyren Embermark, and I have burned for you across every lifetime."
Queen Virella gasped in delight. "A true triad! The prophecy sings louder every day!"
King Cyranth clapped once. "He's yours, and you are his."
Faenet detonated.
💬 "OH MY FUCKING STARS...VEENA TRIO COMPLETE!" 💥
💬 "KYREN EMBERMARK?? BITCH THAT NAME IS HOTTER THAN PHOENIX FLAME!"
💬 "HE DROPPED TO HIS KNEES LIKE A GOOD BOY 😭👏" 😱
💬 "SOMEONE PAINT THIS MOMENT I NEED A WALL TAPESTRY" 👑
💬 "IS HE GONNA LIFT THEM?! HE BETTER LIFT THEM!!" 💦
And gods, he did.
With a growl that turned every head in the hall, Kyren stood and swept both women into his arms, wings flaring as fire crackled around them in celebration.
"I am yours now. Always. You go, I go. We burn together."
Veena buried her face in his neck, trembling. Caelira was sobbing and laughing at once, her lips against his jaw. They vanished into his private chambers, arms and flames wrapped around each other like the beginning of a myth.
The other eleven phoenix guards remained behind, each one bowing and introducing themselves to the group, powerful, polished, and ready for war.
Back in the palace, the celebration died down and the warriors of light and flame settled in for the night.
But one room?
Yeah, that one stayed lit.
Faenet still going nuts...
💬"THAT CHAMBER IS GONNA NEED A RENOVATION AFTER THAT WELCOME" 🔥
💬 "PIXIE DUST AND PHEONIX FIRE SEX IS CANON NOW" 🥵
💬 "IF THEY DON'T GET MARRIED ON LIVESTREAM I SWEAR TO THE GODS" 💍
💬 "THE TRIO OF VEENA, CAELIRA, AND KYREN HAS MY WHOLE HEART" 💗
The room pulsed with golden heat as the door clicked shut. Kyren stood there, broad chest heaving, glowing with phoenix magic, his eyes locked on the two women tangled together on the bed like a vision from his deepest fantasies.
Veena's fingers traced Caelira's cheek, then dipped lower, teasing across her curves as their lips met in a soft, exploring kiss. The glow of their shared magic shimmered across their skin, their bond already beginning to pulse with life.
Kyren let out a low growl, the sound rumbling through the air like a distant storm. He stepped forward, shedding his armor with slow, purposeful grace, his body carved from heat and strength. He watched as Veena leaned back, her thighs slick and trembling, her eyes begging.
Without hesitation, Kyren moved behind her and drove into her slick heat, thick and deep, his growl growing louder as she cried out his name. Caelira leaned down, her mouth closing over Veena's nipple, tongue swirling and teeth grazing gently as Kyren fucked her from behind, his hands gripping her hips like she might vanish.
The scent of sex and magic thickened the air.
Kyren's rhythm grew harder, deeper, before he withdrew and turned to Caelira, who lay waiting, flushed and eager. Veena didn't miss a beat, crawling between Caelira's thighs and using her tongue with slow, wicked skill, drawing whimpers from the forest witch as Kyren slid into her.
The heat was electric. The bond between them blazed brighter with every thrust, every cry, every whispered moan.
When Kyren finally spilled into Caelira with a roar, their bodies locked in glowing ecstasy, magic burst through the room like wildfire. He turned, still breathless, and kissed Veena deeply before pulling them both close.
The new bond shimmered like a halo around them, warm and pulsing, the symbol of a completed triad.
The three collapsed into the silken sheets, tangled in limbs, heat, and soft laughter, hearts racing, skin still tingling with the aftershock of magic and pleasure.