Chapter 10 Between Two Worlds

• Amelia stood by the window of her chambers, watching as the sun painted the sky in shades of crimson and gold. The palace gardens below basked in the gentle light, looking almost dreamlike. The scent of flowers and pine wafted up to her windows, but inside her, a storm raged.
• Her fingers absently touched the delicate chain around her neck—a small pendant gifted by her mother when she was a child. A symbol of home. Of warmth. Of safety. Of pure love.
• Of family.