Elvanya’s Pov
My life was now split into two parts, and I hated it. During the day, I was trapped high up in the palace near Kael. I cleaned his rooms, and I could feel his silver eyes watching me all the time. I knew he was thinking about the prophecy and his inevitable death if he made the wrong decision about me. At night, I returned to the dark, quiet servant quarters, exhausted from the constant tension and the weight of his gaze.
But there was one good thing about this terrifying life: my friendship with Mira.
We started getting closer than before. She knew how hard my life was now that I was the King’s personal servant. She often waited patiently for me when my duties in the King’s chambers were finished for the day. She’d walk with me back to our room, carrying my empty bucket
