Ivan led me through the grand halls of his castle. The opulence of the surroundings dazzled me. the intricate tapestries and gilded decorations a stark contrast to the eerie vibe my own kingdom. As we walked through the corridors, a sense of deja vu washed over me. The grandeur of the castle felt strangely familiar, as if I had been here before. But that was preposterous; I had never left my kingdom, never ventured beyond its borders except my husband.
"I see not much of it has changed at all." Azar suddenly spoke and I turned to look at him.
He must have been talking about the time when he was last year. But from what I understood, he was kicked out after his mother gave birth to him. So how exactly was he here? He hated this place and the only reason he was here is because of me.
"Changing things tend to be more confusing, besides I want my wife to be able to recognize this when she comes back home!" He said this whole looking at me.