THE FORGOTTEN LUNA
I needed him to recharge my energy and my hope because, at the moment, they were already dwindling.
“Announcing the arrival of His Royal Highness, King Essak the Third, of the Kingdom of Absalom, together with Her Royal Highness, The Princess Royal Adessa Margaret Valiana of Absalom.” A loud voice echoed around us as I stood before a tall, massive, and beautifully carved double door separating the private room from the banquet.
My hold on my father’s arm tightened, and I felt him tapping my hand gently as the majestic door opened. The scent of freshly baked pastries and coffee swirled around me, perfectly mixing with the alluring smell of jasmine and other blooms all over the hall.