Chapter 284 Utter Warmth

TESSARA

The sun was already warmer in Monserros.

It spilled across the broken streets and crumbling stones like it was trying to kiss the scars of war away. I stood on the steps of what used to be the Roze Citadel. The people around us were tired but hopeful as they continued to tear down the palace that once housed horrors.

We found that it was actually made with precious metals like gold a