“I’d like someone to escort me to the drill hall.” Zen says casually, and without a hint of even thinking they might reject I’m in awe, really. I don’t think I can ever manage to sound that blatantly authoritative. “Very well, My Lord,” Andrea gestures with a hand, and a boy steps forward “Would t
Understanding seems to flicker over her face “The Imperial family is blessed by the goddess, and their abilities surpass those of a normal man by large. His Highness was sent on his own request.” I nod, absorbing the information. We enter a hall with portraits lining the walls. Andrea tells me bri
I have to give it to them, their expressions don’t change in the slightest. Andrea shows me more of the palace, we pass through a series of arched doorways, enter the grand ballroom, a breathtaking space where the royal court would gather for grand festivities. Our recent conversation and sightse
The last time I was at the palace was a week before the disowning. I remember going to wait in a sitting room while my father and older brothers attended the meeting for the High Houses with the Emperor of that time. “Zen, you come with me today.” Father had put a hand on my shoulder My eyes went
I can’t recall anything but the brat that used to skip lessons with the worst excuses ever. The last room of the hallway comes in sight, but before I can go closer, the wooden door flies open. The man who walks out is breathing hard in anger. He turns around, clear blue eyes falling straight on me
Realization hits me with a flurry of hazy memories. In my childhood, I’ve met children of the other High House many times, but those memories are long gone. The child I was then died a long time ago. All that remains of that life are a few blurry memories that feel more like strange dreams than real
Is this a prince’s palace or a common tarvan?! With that question in my mind, I hurry back inside the hallway, where the guy had strolled to. I catch a glimpse of his golden hair, turning a corridor. I open my mouth to call out, but clamp it shut immediately. I have no idea who that guy is! He cou
Damn you, guardian angel! Do you want to be fired for real?! I swallow thickly. I won’t get murdered in a royal palace, right? When is Mesilla getting here? “Pure silver,” His voice snaps me from my thoughts “How did you get this little trinket?” I narrow my eyes “Who are you?” He raises his bro