CHAPTER : 4 THOUGHT

In the grand, majestic hallway, the elderly butler, with years etched on his face, walked alongside the strikingly handsome man, their steps echoing through the opulent surroundings.

Observing the changed castle, I mused, "Uncle, it looks like the castle has been transformed." The realization struck me again. "I still can't believe it's been 10 years."

Yes, young master

Uncle do you want to say something? I asked

Uncle Jack hesitated before revealing, "The late queen ordered us not to open your room. She knew you wouldn't want anyone entering without your consent." .

Should I prepare another room

"Sure, Uncle. Please prepare another room," I said, accepting the circumstances surrounding my sealed room. As Uncle Jack set about making arrangements, I contemplated the secrets veiled within, eager to unravel the mysteries of the past decade...

In a vibrant garden bathed in the soft hues of twilight, a little boy with a heart full of excitement sprinted tirelessly towards a woman standing amidst blooming flowers. Despite his boundless energy and determination, the distance seemed to stretch endlessly, like a playful challenge set by the garden itself. The woman, with a patient smile, encouraged his efforts, creating a whimsical moment frozen in time—an endless pursuit of joy and connection amidst the beauty of nature.

In the quiet corridors of the castle, a maid approached with a deferential curtsy. "Your Majesty, the room is ready," she announced respectfully, her words echoing in the hallowed halls, marking a moment of significance.

"Okay," I replied to the maid, signaling a pause in the discussion about the past. The air hung with a mix of anticipation and a desire to move forward.

To be continued