Thesra spent a long afternoon wandering through empty halls, the only sounds; the tap of her slippers on the polished marble floors and footsteps of maidens trailing behind her. Dust moles drifting through the air, the light of the setting sun through the clean glass windows. The scent of roses from the palace gardens drifting in.
As she passed door after door of empty rooms. She was alone, save for the occasional maid or footman who bowed as she passed. Finally she decided to go to the royal library.
At least she'd find a good read.
She was reading on Eleanor Bari, the other day in her room with her grandmother. The first female to rule over YHÀKADÉI. The maidens tried to accompany her but she sent them away, she wanted some time alone.