Rosé's POV
When he was done narrating the tale, silence cloaked us like the still night. It had clocked midnight a few minutes ago but it was still normal because I spoke for a few couple of minutes as he told me everything.
"And you won?" I asked in awe. Then I dropped my voice low. "What then became of Landon?"
By now we were on the bed with his head nestled in my lap like the day I first silenced his whispers. "He crowned himself king of Astor."
"Maybe that was all he wanted all along," I commented.
"Maybe…" Igdaliah trailed off, some emotion pitched his voice and I could tell that even after all the time that had passed since the war, he still felt the pang of Landon's betrayal.
"Time reveals truths," I said as I toy with a single strand of white hair that always seemed to spring up each time I tame it down.
"Your hair turned white and your limbs grew," I still found it hard to take that part in. "But you retired early?"
