TRINITY
I had wandered through the palace for what felt like hours, drawn by the sprawling, labyrinthine halls that seemed to stretch on forever.
I still wasn't over the little hunt Nasir placed on me. I had no idea how I ended up in my room. I suppose it must have been Xerxes’ doing. He was the one who hid me under the berry Bush in the first place.
I am just glad all that is over now.
The scent of polished wood and aged stone mingled with the faint perfume of something ancient, as though the air itself held the stories of centuries past. Every step I took echoed in the silence, and I couldn’t help but feel that the palace was alive, watching me.
I’d passed the same grand staircases, towering columns, and gilded doors so many times that I began to lose track of where I was. The pl
