*Lilac*

He is leaving the palace, or rather we are leaving the palace. I don't know what to feel, I've only been there for two days so I can't say I will miss anything there. Still...

The silence is deafening. Tension so thick, a knife would cut into it like it is sliding through a pack of butter. My heart is making thumping sounds against my chest and I can only grip the seat belt, biting my lips as I try to stay calm.

The silence though, does not last long, as it is cut off by the sudden ...