SARGIS POV
I maneuvered my way through the grand, echoing hallways of the palace, my footsteps muffled by the expansive carpet that adorned the floor. The intricate patterns danced beneath my feet as I made my way towards my room, lost in my thoughts.
I exhaled sharply, a mix of frustration and hope swirling within me. Narine. Her name lingered in my mind like a haunting melody, pulling me back to the day she had first arrived at the palace, so vulnerable and distant from the world she once knew.
Reflecting on our journey, I couldn't help but marvel at how far we had come. There had been moments of tension, silence that felt insurmountable, and miscommunications that echoed through our interactions. Yet now, things had improved, though not by any means perfect.
But there was a light
