RAPHAEL'S POV
Paved pathways within the kingship felt quite dangerous to me, and again, my brain was racing with the throng of emotions that had flamed nowhere in a matter of minutes. The complicated conversation shared between my mother and me, and my mother's aide, Tatiana, did weigh down very heavily on my heart. And it finally drove me down to doubting everything real, which I could say with some certainty: love, loyalty, or duty.
It was still quite perfectly reaching outside, with the sun basking in the courtyard, without doing anything to settle me within. I slumped up against the cold stone wall and closed my eyes for a moment, trying to collect my thoughts. Laughter and chatter punctured echoes across space; they bore nothing to the just-building storm in my chest.
"Raphael!"
