Chapter 31 The Kingdom That Forgot Her
- By the time they reached the castle gates, dusk had swallowed the sky, painting the turrets and spires in bruised purples and deepening golds. Lanterns lit the courtyard, and voices carried through the stone walls—panicked, hushed, hurried.
- But when the heavy doors creaked open and their boots crossed the threshold, the rush wasn’t for her.
- It was for him.