The King of Darkness | ✔️

Chapter Twenty Five

It has been a few days since I had been granted the luxury to step foot outside of the palace walls and to say I was going crazy would be an understatement.

It feels as though I can't breathe when I am stuck inside, especially since I only recently got a sip of fresh air. I even often find myself reminiscing over the feeling of walking on a different surface.

That is why I have come up with a plan. A plan that I will execute later tonight if all goes well.

Yesterday evening, I was simply spending time on the veranda when I noticed a thin ledge connecting my balcony to another that seemed to lead onto a hallway. I had been a fool to not notice it before - to not notice my escape right in front of my very eyes.

The plan is simple. When the time is right all I have to do is make sure I am concealed beneath a thick cloak, scurry my way along without falling off, hop onto the other balcony, find my way out of the palace, and freedom is mine for the taking.

I am planning on trying to locate where the truthseeker has run off to. I need more answers and it has been proven that they are rather rare creatures to come across seen as they present your prophecies to you.

I'd spent some time in the library researching ways in capturing a truthseeker and have found that blood seems to do the trick. Of course with my luck, it is my blood that is needed.

A knock sounds at the door and I turn to say something to Serene but find that it is Manin instead. "Why, hello? It feels as though we haven't spoken in a while," I begin and he bows his head as always.

"I just wanted to let you know that Sire will be presenting you to the court tomorrow night. Serene will prepare you and tell you what is to happen but I just wanted to let you know," Manin bows and goes to leave but I stop him.

"Why didn't Darian tell me himself?" I question, or at least Serene.

"Sire is a very busy man, many meetings to attend to," Manin answers and I furrow my brows. My inquisition is what'd get me killed not loss. A shiver runs through me every time I think of the words that slithered in between the truthseekers yellow fangs.

"What are these meetings about... asking for a friend, of course," I clarify and Manin holds back a laugh. Well, it was worth a try.

"I am afraid I am not allowed to enlighten you on the subject m'lady but I can assure you that it is nothing of importance to you," Manin insists and I decide on leaving it there.

"Very well then. Thank you for telling me, Manin," I smile and he returns the gesture.

"My pleasure," Manin bows one last time before he leaves the room, locking the door behind him surprise surprise. I am unfazed by the sound of the door locking now, it's become a part of me, of my life.

Once Serene had served me my supper, I begin to get ready. This can either go very successfully or fail terrifyingly. I'm hoping it is the former but you know what they say about hope.

The cloak wraps around me effortlessly and I am thankful for how light it is despite how much it covers me. I pull the mask up over my mouth to ensure that my identity is concealed and make my way onto the balcony.

I am warm under the thick material and hope that it stays this way.

I look towards the small ledge and find that it seems to have grown vastly thinner. Lifting my right leg, I place my foot on top of the railing and brace myself. My hands grip onto the wall as the wind seems to pick up.

I have no clue how high I am but it is high enough. Don't look down. The pads of my fingers grow sore and ache as I grip the wall with all of my might. Hesitantly, I step onto the small ledge that connects both balconies.