2:18- His Darkest Night

Azak POV

I retreated back to my chambers after saying goodnight to the Princess. As I entered my chambers fully prepared to head to bed, I couldn't stop myself as my feet carried me to the iron staircase and up to my loft office. Before I knew it, I was sitting there on my knees infront of that old chest. I had no intentions on spending my evening going through those old photographs, but there I was, pulling them out. I pulled out the biggest one, knowing exactly what was in it and how it would break my heart, but still, I did it anyway.

I flipped through those old yellowed pages, looking at those black and white photos that showed my beloved belly getting bigger and bigger. Then, there it was. The one of her laying in the bed, holding our little boy. This picture had been the most precious item I had in this palace until recently. These days, the most precious item I had was sleeping just down the hall.

I flipped through those old pages, looking at the photos