The garden of the Zephyros palace was usually a place of peace, where the scent of blooming flowers mingled with the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze. But today, the tranquility of the garden was shattered by the turmoil brewing within Sadiki.
He stood alone amidst the vibrant colors of the blossoms, his fists clenched so tightly his fingers digging into his palms.
His chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, and his dark eyes burned with a mixture of frustration and anger that he could barely contain.
The sight of Kaelix fussing over Eirik like he was laying a claim, the prince's hand on Eirik as he helped him down the carriage, had pushed Sadiki to the edge.
This wasn't how it was supposed to be.
Sadiki had always been the one by Eirik's side, the one who knew him better than anyone else, who protected him, cared for him.
