Erick
The moment I signed the last document presented by the council, I rejoiced inwardly.
I sighed in relief as the meeting was brought to an end. I immediately left the room and headed towards Sophia's chamber.
Walking felt longer, so I ran.
I didn’t care that the guards stared.
I didn’t care that Marcus called after me, holding a stack of documents that still needed my final seal.
None of it mattered.
Only one thing mattered.
Sophia.
Every step through the long hallways of the palace felt like wading through water.
It was too slow.
And it was all because all I wanted was to be in the West Wing again, where her scent still clung to the air like a spell only she could cast.
I had spent the entire day replaying our morning in my head: her smile, her blush, the sound she ma
