We need to return to my castle
As I stood on the balcony overlooking Lydia's castle, the soft, warm breeze caressed my face, carrying with it the scent of blooming night jasmine from the garden below. The sun hung low on the horizon, casting a golden glow over the ancient stones, making them shimmer as if they held secrets from a thousand lifetimes.
I gripped the cold marble railing, feeling its solid, unwavering strength beneath my fingertips a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside me.
The castle had become a sanctuary, a brief haven where Riley and I could escape the unrelenting demands of our roles. Here, within these walls, the weight of my destiny as the future Demon Queen felt distant, almost forgotten.
But I knew, deep down, that this peace was temporary, a fragile illusion that would shatter the moment we stepped beyond the castle's protective embrace.