Chapter 71

• KELILAH'S POV
• The hallway was dimly lit, the flickering torches casting long shadows on the cold stone walls. My footsteps echoed softly as I walked, my arms folded tightly against my chest, trying to shake off the growing unease inside me. The air felt heavy, as if the walls themselves were pressing in, whispering secrets I wasn’t meant to hear.
• If not anything, I was sure that King Korvus didn't save me that day, because if he did I would have remembered, but I didn't. So, does it mean that the silver-haired guy that I had met earlier was lying to me?