Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Myra and Oswald sat together at the grand dining hall of the palace, enjoying a rare moment of tranquility amidst the flurry of their busy lives. The soft glow of the candles cast a warm light over the hall, casting dancing shadows against the walls. The aroma of a sumptuous feast filled the air as servants bustled around, attending to their every need.

As they ate, Myra and Oswald engaged in a lighthearted conversation, the strains of their laughter mingling with the tinkling of silverware. The topics meandered from polite inquiries about Myra's experiences in the human world to curious questions about the intricacies of human life. Oswald listened intently, his eyes crinkling with unspoken emotions as he watched Myra recount her tales with animated gestures.

Unknown to them, a dark figure moved with stealth and precision outside the palace walls. Aeron, consumed by a singular purpose, had launched a one-man coup and was already executing his plan. He moved with silent pu