JAYDEN
Lazarus has dismissed us like the dogs that we are - forever bowing our heads in submission with our trails tucked between our legs to escape his anger. This part of the palace is almost completely deserted. It's the reason I've chosen to make my living quarters down here. It's darker in the lower regions of the palace. I'm walking towards my chambers immersed in my own thoughts when Kaiya steps out of the shadows to intercept me. So the guards didn't remove the old princess. She smiles coldly in greeting, wrinkles creasing the corners of her eyes.
"That was mighty smart of you, High Priestess." I say sarcastically.
The old royal raises a dark grey brow, "It would have raised suspicion if I let Lazarus's tear through my temple searching for Lyra without even raising a brow." She
