“What’s your name, lady?”
It had been years since someone had asked for her name. She had forgotten about people talking and enjoying each other’s company. The love, care and warmth all these had long been snatched away from her leaving her empty and alone ending up in this cursed area.
“Estella”
Her voice came out as a mere whisper, but it was loud enough for the young king to hear, and his lips formed into a sweet smile. Everything about the lady was so strange, her living area, this cave, the dead snake all these were screaming danger or something more, but her soothing voice dominated above all and worked as an enchantment, as a spell which bounded the young king.
Looking over his King getting drowned in that girl’s appearance, Akhim coughed lightly, marking his presence to be
