After my brief audience with the emperor, Deimos, I left him with a heavy heart. I looked back at the door, letting out a shallow breath. My eyes softened at the memory of the vulnerable sovereign, at the fact that one of his children truly betrayed him and their kind.
It was happening, and this was only the beginning. Things would only escalate now that Niall ascended the throne, gaining full control over Hendrik Empire.
'My heart is always with you, Father,' I whispered in my head, peeling my eyes away from the door before I walked away.
My footsteps echoed, sounding overly loud in my ears. Ever since that time months ago, the deafening silence in the hallways of the imperial palace had grown distinct. Perhaps the walls knew. Hence the odd silence.
