Echoes Of Grief

Selah's POV

I kept my chin tipped upward, fixing my gaze on the broad span of Gael’s shoulders as I trailed behind him. The vicious hisses and muttered insults of the aristocratic crowd faded the deeper we ventured into the palace. Gael moved with long, unhurried strides, a predatory grace to his steps that made it difficult for me to keep up. We left the bustling chaos of the main hall far behin