How dare she visit my home!
As Ahcehera stepped into the grand halls of the palace, the heavy scent of burning incense filled the air, a sign that an important meeting was taking place in the council chamber.
The golden chandeliers cast long shadows on the marble floors, and the whispers of palace attendants echoed in the corridors.
Richard was immediately called into the meeting room, where her father and the council awaited him.
Ahcehera, however, had no intention of joining them, not yet. There was someone far more important she needed to see first.
Khaterine.
The woman who had infiltrated their lives, manipulated minor events from the shadows, and now, somehow, gained the trust of her third brother.
Ahcehera's footsteps were silent as she walked down the hallways, the smooth fabric of her robes barely making a sound. As she turned a corner, she suddenly halted.
