Chapter Fifty-nine

   The dawning sun blooms on the horizon, shining like a golden Phoenix fresh from the ashes of rebirth. On a day such as this, one would expect the heavens to be weeping. But instead, the morning is full of serene silence. The world sits so still even the wind is not singing.

    Just as Flavius and I finish getting dressed, there is a light knock on my chamber door. 

    "It is time, your highness," I hear a maid say from outside. 

    Flavius and I leave my chambers in silence. The still castle sits around us like a heavy iron bird cage. We walk to the throne