Okay, i take back what i said in the previous chapter because tell me why it's been literally no rest for me! I have never felt this overwhelmed since the Voidbinder there was literally no escape! I take it all back!.
No hidden corridor, no secret room, no miraculous moment of peace where someone wasn't waiting to "have a word" with me like I was some walking emotional support system for the entire royal bloodline.
And honestly? I was getting tired, who wouldn't?
Not the dramatic kind of tired where you sigh and look pretty doing it. No. I was the kind of tired where your feet hurt, your back ached, your stomach felt like it had its own personality, and your patience was hanging on by a very thin, very fragile thread. The royal family were wearing me thin.
So when I slipped into the darker wing of the palace that afternoon, I genuinely believed I had outsmarted everyone.
