Chapter 126 The Solarium

• The soft hum of the engine was the only sound between us for a long, drawn breath of time.
• I kept my eyes trained on the window, watching the palace grounds slip by in ghostly quiet through the tinted glass. The sweeping lawns were still silvered with dew. The manicured hedges cast long shadows over pale gravel paths, and beyond them, the treetops swayed gently in the morning breeze.
• I exhaled and let the air filter through me.