Trails of Light..

"I'm sure you are quite busy, but please pardon my rudeness…."

The voice cut through the silence of my room, and I turned, expecting to see either the Duke or Snow.

After all, they were the only ones I thought would have any reason—or means—to visit me here. But who would have expected this?

Standing in the doorway was someone I had gone to great lengths to avoid.

Someone I had taken every precaution not to attract the attention of.

Yet here she was, in my room, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

'Princess Sophiel.'

She was the last person I'd anticipated coming into contact with, especially like this.

I had deliberately kept our interactions professional and minimal.

I avoided her gaze during our first meeting as much as I could, and whenever we were forced to speak, I ensured our conversations were polite but brief.