Chapter 30: Alone With My Thoughts - Sebastian

A fag. He actually called me a fag. My own parents have never even called me that and they’re walking, talking bigots. Not a single person I have ever come into contact with has ever called me that, and the first person to do it was my soulmate.

I walk through the palace on autopilot, my feet moving sluggishly against the marble floors. I feel as though there is a thick dark cloud looming over me, weighing me down. I need to get some air and clear my head, or at least try to. I make my way through the palace, being greeted by staff and officials as I go and for once I can’t bring myself to return their greetings. I can’t force a smile on my face, not when my heart is crushing me from the inside.

I make my way to a large, ornate, gold door on the first floor and open it revealing a large stone spiral staircase that leads down to the bowels of the palace. I carefully make my way down the stairs and feel my spirits begin to lift as my path is guided by the shimmering blue along the wall