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Chapter Nineteen: There Are No More Heroes

作者: Frankey
last update publish date: 2026-08-05 07:30:04

Morning arrived with the fragrance of fresh bread and rosemary.

The palace kitchens, as always, stirred long before the rest of Evercrest Castle awoke. Copper pots simmered over open hearths, bakers dusted flour across wooden tables, and servants crossed one another's paths with the practised ease of people who had shared the same corridors for years. Somewhere beyond the stone walls, the castle bell announced the sixth hour, its deep toll rolling across the courtyards.

Jeremy tied the cuff of
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