Chapter 201
Hadjar left enough food out for Azrea to last her at least a week and exited his room. The fluffy kitten followed him with a skeptical look.
There was a ringing silence and a distant echo of the ghosts of the past in the hall again. Heading toward the small throne room (their meeting place), Hadjar kept seeing the shadows of his childhood. Sometimes, he could swear he saw a smiling, dark-haired, blue-eyed little boy waving his hand. He saw the halls where he and his father had sometimes played hide and seek. At the time, a lot of nobles had lived in the Palace. They’d had to take part in the game too. Now, apart from maids and the occasional visitors, there was no one here…
Hadjar stopped in front of the door covered in red plates and decorated with bas-reliefs. The small th
