Chapter 127: Nyra’s POV

The route to the hallway opened up as we advanced, the stone beneath our boots changing texture beneath my feet. The floor shifted from rough, practical slabs to polished marble veined with deep red streaks that caught the light like old stains that never quite washed away.

This was the heart of the palace.

Every step forward caused my chest to tighten something in my chest. I had walked these halls before.

Escorted.

Shoved around.

Trained to lower my eyes and keep ...