I stood by the tall windows of my chambers, my wrist wrapped with a piece of clothing as I stared out into the courtyard below. The royal gardens, usually vibrant and alive with the colors of blooming flowers, now seemed distant and quiet. The tension in the air had become so thick, I could almost taste it.
‘What was happening to me? What was happening to the kingdom?’ I asked internally as I couldn’t from my mind, it was like a signature instilled in my head pressing down on my shoulders with every breath I took.
“Chloe.” I spun around to see my father standing in the doorway, his face taut, every line etched in worry.
“Father,” I whispered. My voice cracked, betraying the anxiety that had been slowly gnawing away at me for days and this afternoon made it worse.
He stepped inside, hi
