Chapter 140 Hope Conquers All?
- Katie's POV
- The days blurred into one another, duties tethering me to the stone walls of the castle like chains. Meetings, reports, blessings, judgments—always with my chin high, my tone steady, my mask flawless. My people needed their Lady whole, unwavering.
- But when the torches dimmed and the corridors hushed, the mask grew heavy, suffocating. My soul clawed at the silence, desperate for air.