#Chapter 187: A Daydream Or A Nightmare?

As I race back into the hallway, I think about returning to my room, but I don’t want to be idle anymore. Sitting around thinking is half of what got me into this mess. It’s what made me take such a foolish action as pouring my heart out to a man who has no capacity to accept it. But just as I don’t want to be idle, neither do I want to head to the Hall, where I will be forced to watch the man I love marry another woman. I don’t care what Kira threatened, I absolutely cannot sit through this wedding. I have to go somewhere else. I know the palace is likely heavily guarded today. I won’t be able to slip out into the capital for any kind of relief. Wherever I go to hide has to be on palace grounds. My feet lead me to the gardens. Some of the guests have congregated there. I dart past them quickly, moving deeper into the flowers, eager to lose myself in their beauty and their smell. For a few moments, it works. I close my eyes and pretend I’m somewhere else. A meadow, perhaps,