La princesa perdida

Previously

…“Of course, Lord Commander,” Valerius replied, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips. He knew Thorne would hinder him, would try to steer him away from the truth. But Valerius had always found that the more someone tried to hide something, the more revealing their efforts became. The game, he sensed, had just begun. And Princess Aurelia, whoever she truly was, had just made her first, bold move. He stepped out of the princess’s chambers, the weight of the case settling upon him, a familiar, yet always unsettling, burden. The scent of beeswax and fear lingered in the air, a prelude to the darkness that lay beneath the gilded surface of the kingdom.