Chapter 10
A Silent Departure
Tiptoeing through moonlit corridors, guided by Sir Reginald, the couple slips away, leaving behind the life of royal duty for the promise of true love.
The castle was a hushed giant, breathing softly in the embrace of the night. Moonlight, like spilled milk, painted silver streaks across the polished stone floors and draped the tapestries in an ethereal glow. Every shadow seemed to hold a secret, every creak of ancient wood a whispered warning. But for Princess Aurelia and Prince Charming, the silence was a friend, a cloak of invisibility woven by their shared hope.
Aurelia, her heart a hummingbird trapped in her chest, clutched Charming’s hand. His fingers were warm and reassuring, a steady anchor in the swirling tide of her emotions. She wore a simple, dark gown, a far cry from the silks and jewels of her usual attire, and her hair was tucked beneath a plain hood. Beside her, Charming was equally disguised, his princely bearing softened by the shadows and the urgency of their mission.
They moved with practiced stealth, their footsteps barely disturbing the slumbering dust motes. Sir Reginald, a silhouette of unwavering loyalty, led the way. His armor, usually a gleaming testament to his station, was muted, reflecting only the faintest glimmers of moonlight. He moved with the silent grace of a seasoned hunter, his eyes, sharp and observant, scanning every alcove, every darkened archway, for any sign of interruption.
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