Prince Alexander got on the horse, then raised a hand to gesture the caravan. He turned, his eyes catching one last glimpse of the palace. Before, he had used this palace as a getaway, and a punishment. Where he would force himself to succumb to the pain he would inflict on himself.
But now, it felt like a real getaway. Where he forgot reality altogether. Where he found beauty and...a desire that had been inherently forgotten and foreign to him.
He gave a small sigh, then pushed the horse to motion. It gave a small neigh, then started to walk leisurely. He kicked it so it increased the pace, and the dust slowly rose behind them as they sped off into the distance.
Lady Sophia watched the now empty window. It felt emptier within still, like something irreplaceable had left. She shook her
