Third Person pov :
The sun didn't just rise over the Silver Moon Estate today; it seemed to explode in a celebration of light. It had been exactly one year and Today, the estate was no longer a fortress; it was a living, breathing monument to peace.
The massive limestone walls were draped in thousands of yards of silver silk and deep crimson velvet. Every tree in the ancient orchard was hung with glowing lanterns that hummed with a soft, magical light. From the high balconies down to the sparkling shores of the lake, the air was thick with the scent of roasting meats, honey-glazed pastries, and the overwhelming, heady fragrance of ten thousand blooming lilies.
This was the first birthday of the "Four Pillars." And for the first time in history, the entire supernatural world—from the
