Lonely and Alone

A break in the clouds bathed the city of Giza in the cold sunlight. The shadows of the mighty palace stretched across the street, slowly embracing Faith's carriage. She sighed and leaned back into her seat, closing her eyes until the retinue stopped.

The Golden Draconian Palace, where the Draconians lived for millennia, was breathtaking. Its spires soared into the skies, teasing them. The aroma of the air was honeyed by thriving gardens with abundant late-season blossoms. 

It was a shame Faith's state of mind didn't allow her to enjoy all that beauty. The first thing she did was search the yard for Andrew. But he was nowhere in sight. She had already begun to hate the decision to leave her home.