The journey back to the palace had been quiet. Aveloria didn't say a word during the entire ride. Her thoughts were too heavy. Everything Elder Thalos had revealed still replayed in her mind — the truth about her bloodline, the prophecy, and Eirene's secret.
When their horses stopped at the palace gates, she stepped down first. The guards bowed, and Galen followed close behind. She gave one of the guards a brief nod before handing over the reins of the horse. Her body ached from exhaustion, her head heavy from everything she'd learned.
"You need to rest, Aveloria. I'll handle the rest." Galen said softly, watching her.
She nodded. "Thank you, Galen."
He looked like he wanted to say more, but she turned away before he could. She climbed the long staircase that led to her chamber, her steps dragging slightly. When she finally entered, she let out a quiet sigh and closed the door behind her.
