Chapter 50:
Tensions continue to grow.
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The palace remained as just how Roseanne remembered it.
Unlike her vivid memories, there wasn’t chaos or people in violet uniforms running around the area. Instead of that, the palace was covered with knights all dressed in blue—the color of royalty. She could swear that this was a sight that she didn’t know she would see.
Never had she seen the palace in its calm and safe state. The only time she did was when the knights dragged her along the great stairs and presented her to Alistair. As her eyes followed her son—one that was focused on reading through some folder—she truly wondered how he was capable of doing that.
And why had he raised a sword at her?
“We have arrived, Your Grace,” Cliff announced.
The carriage stopped with servant
