The king and prince walked down the long, winding corridor, their footsteps echoing against the stone walls. Their servants and escorts trailed behind them dutifully.
Kiev glanced around, taking in the castle's grandeur, while the king walked solemnly.
As they approached the annexe, the prince couldn't help but feel curious about his betrothed, who used to reside there.
"It seems a bit far away from the main building. Has she always stayed in the annexe?" he asked the king, hoping for some insight into the princess's life.
Kaizer's face darkened as he explained, "The princess was delicate and easily overwhelmed by crowds. She needed a quiet space to recover, so she chose to stay here. It is so unfortunate that she didn't live long."
As they reached the locked door, Kaizer gestured for his servant to open it. Without a word, the servant produced a key and unlocked the door.
