Chapter 23 · An Unexpected Encounter

It felt like only yesterday that she had resolved to witness Erhan's collapse, yet reality was so utterly idle that even that resolve grew hollow.

One week.

In that short yet long time, Isadel felt the flame within her slowly dying down.

It was by no means because her anger had cooled.

It was simply that there was so little to do that she had become sick to death with boredom.

A day in the tower began, as always, with lying in bed and blankly staring at the ceiling.

'I'm bored. Were days always this long...'

It was a dreadful paradox.

Having cleanly emptied her mind of thoughts of dying and resolved to survive somehow, a strange tranquility had found her.

To dare define this sensation as 'tranquility' was itself a sin, yet the stillness she had faced for the first time since the coup was undeniable.

The problem was…