Chapter 34 Chap Thirty-three

• The next morning, I woke early, and a wave of sadness washed over me when I found Damon’s side of the bed empty. I didn’t know how to start my day without him. I wanted to talk, to hear what was troubling him, but I didn’t even know where to look. If only he’d share his burdens with me—I’d listen, even if his words would hurt. That’s how deeply I want to understand him. I’d bear the pain if it meant staying by Damon’s side.
• After showering and dressing, I went to the dining room. To my surprise, I found Jules already there, quietly eating. Damon’s rival for Neticia… I couldn’t decide if I felt relieved or resentful knowing that.
• Jules glanced up, but I avoided eye contact and moved to my seat. As I waited for breakfast, my eyes drifted to Damon’s empty chair. Where was he? Why did he insist on facing everything alone? Was I really so irrelevant here that he didn’t think he could confide in me? I stared down at my food, feeling a pang of inadequacy. I’m not Neticia. I can’t fill the palace with light or bring him joy.