LOGINI barely manage to find a waste bucket before everything I had for breakfast retches out. My throat burns. My vision is blurry. I dry heave every single thing in my stomach, warmth seeps out of the corners of my eyes. I can’t breathe. The smell of blood is everywhere. I sit there, holding the edges
The smell of rotting flesh is disgusting. Its muscle memory to pull the gloves over my hands, pick a scalpel off the medical tray. The body on the metal table in front of me has no head. ‘You have to take a sample of flesh, a sample of blood and take a look at the internal organs.’ Aunt Cynthia’s
How adorable. Apparently, I’m the only one who thinks so, since when I turn back around, everyone from the fourth prince and the first order to passing strangers and our coachman is looking on in disbelief. Is it so difficult to imagine Zen would get along with children? “Don’t leave your mouth ha
“My Lady, am I mistaken or is the fourth prince avoiding me?” I look up from knotting the satchel to my belt to face Zen. There’s a slight furrow in his brows, and he looks at Lukas, standing far, far from us and talking with the first order soldiers. The fourth prince has indeed, been avoiding Ze
I need to move. But even as I think that, I cant bring myself to move. He’s holding me too firmly, I think, entirely reasonable. I won’t be able to slip away like this. Even the most critical part of me can’t find that to be entirely an excuse. After last night, I doubt there’s anyone who would lik
I wake up to the sound of a door knock. My sleep hazed brain registers the sound, recognizes it, and promptly ignores it in favor of cuddling into the warmth of my bed once more. I don’t want to wake up just yet, since last night I fell asleep so late— Last night? My eyes open, blurry with sleep,
Something about this place, of former glory, overrun and ruined by false accusations, makes it feel reverent. I glance at Zen, but his expression is as inscrutable as ever. For a moment, all he does is stare at the ruins ahead. His home. The place he was supposed to grow up in as the young lord of
“This reminds me of old times.” After changing into more appropriate clothes, Zen and I sneaked out of the Crystal Palace. Here in the forest behind the Palace, with only the two of us and Sparrow, I’m reminded of that first travel from SeraphFall to Aquiliona. It was one month ago. It feels like
“How have you been finding your stay, Sigmond?” “Thank you for asking, Your Majesty. I’ve slept better under trees.” “Hmph. It’s a shame your tastes are too crude to be accommodated in a palace.” “If the walls all over the imperial city were a little thicker than paper, perhaps I would stop heari
Dinah huffs out a breath, blissfully unaware of all the thoughts in my mind. These thoughts that caught me off guard too, would surely give her the shock of her life. The idea of telling her is almost amusing. “Fine. If you say so, I’ll take your word for it.” She says grandly “You said to the Emp







