Gasps rippled through the hall—some sharp with shock, others little more than weary sighs of resignation. Secrets finally spoken, truths too heavy to carry alone now laid bare for all to see.
“It isn’t sudden,” Alina said, her projection flickering as if she were pacing in some distant room. “Our planet has been dying for generations. The star at its core is collapsing. At most, we have two more generations before it becomes uninhabitable—if luck holds at all.”
Talia stepped forward, her hand moving through Alina’s shoulder in a futile gesture of comfort. “Dorian and Malena have helped Queen Alina relocate her people,” she said, voice steady. “This wasn’t an exodus in panic—it was a careful, deliberate diaspora.”
Alina nodded. “We spread our people out, across worlds, across realms. No
