Take Him

After completing his visit to his father's grave, that morning Dignus walked confidently towards the Palace, the royal residence that faced the now bright blue sky. The servants and guards passing through the palace corridors were astonished at Dignus' arrival. His presence, which felt like a storm carrying a mysterious scent, created a commotion among the servants who were accustomed to the peaceful routine of the palace.

However, Dignus paid no attention to the noise and whispers echoing around him. With determination etched on his face, he hurried towards his mother's room, inhaling the cold morning air still tainted with the sadness from his father's grave. The sky stretched blue, but inside Dignus' heart, gray clouds floated, filling the wounded corners of his heart.