Chapter 32

Trisha’s P.O.V

The stars shore brightly in the night sky. It’s been ages since I came to the gazebo in the Inner Castle garden. But this place hasn’t lost its charm; it was still breathtakingly beautiful, just as it had been nearly a hundred and seventy two years ago. And just like that day when we had first met, Damien was sitting alone on the gazebo stairs.

I took a step forward and unlocked the iron gate that separated the inner circle from the rest of the garden. Damien didn’t look up as I walked up to him; he already knew I was here. It’s what makes him King, his alertness to even the tiniest ripples in his lands.

“It’s cold out here.” He said without even turning towards me. “Are you sure you should be wearing that?”