There was not the slightest hesitation in her steps as she left the banquet hall.
Click, clack, click.
The sound of her heels rang out regularly, but to Isadel's ears it sounded like the urgent beating of her heart.
The words Erhan had whispered cruelly into her ear moments ago circled like tinnitus.
"Do you still have the courage to put a blade to my neck?"
Those words burrowed into her chest like an awl. And before the wound could heal, they dug into the same spot again and again.
Her chest ached beyond tingling, and the edges of her vision kept blurring.
Yet Isadel showed not the slightest waver.
This place was the imperial palace.
Beneath its brilliant splendor, countless hostilities breathed. Every wall had eyes, and every pillar hid ears.
She could feel the gazes of the attendants and nobles brushing past her. Suppressed curiosity, covert mockery, and…
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