Chapter Twenty-three The last thing I remembered was guards came rushing around when the Emperor regained his strength to shout for help. Then all was dark. The next thing I knew is that I was seeing myself walking the halls of my home, the castle in which I belong to—home, the Jem of the Desert. “Hyacinth?” I heard someone calling—mother, her voice I can never forget. “I’m here,” I said but the voice I heard belong to a child. “Mother, I’m here.” I saw the child running to my mother. “I was with Solom and Geoffrey. We were playing.” They’re here? At that instant I saw two younger version of the both of them. “Good morning Madam.” said the young Emperor while Solom planted a kiss on my mother’s hand. Solom was my mother’s favorite, but my father favored my engagement to the Emperor. Fo

