Chapter 133

VALENTINA The morning sunlight illuminated the grand chamber, yet I did not feel truly warmed. There was a tinge of uneasiness that felt colder and heavier. Although Andres remained by my side throughout the night, even his presence could not fully protect me from the lingering phantom voices that echoed within my dreams. Well, last night wasn't even a dream. It was alive and I had experienced it. Both of them were there—Dayneris and my darker self. I sat at the edge of the bed, my fingers clenched around the silk bed sheets, my chest heavy with the residue of nightmares. Andres was still asleep, and his hand was on mine like he was scared I'd disappear if he let go. Even when he was sleeping, his jaw was all tight, and he was stiff like he was fighting off the shadows only he could see. I kissed his knuckles softly and slipped away. He needed rest, and I needed air... ———————— The palace seemed to stretch on without end, its corridors snaking like veins through a body that held many s