Chapter 92 Buried
- Sargis
- The palace glowed.
- Everywhere I turned, there was color. Golds and silvers were braided into rich velvet drapes, chandeliers draped with crystal threads that caught the light like stars, musicians rehearsed softly in the east wing as servants rushed past with masks, fabrics, and invitations. Laughter echoed in every corridor like a tide that wouldn’t go still.