Conaan woke up with a start, a pain he was now familiar with ripping through his chest. Luckily, the bed was empty, and he immediately left it, running briskly towards the private bath house in his chambers.

He rarely used it. While it was all covered and would give him more privacy, he preferred to clear the guards and every other person around the area of the bigger one.

It offered a stunning view of the sky above him, and he simply liked the vastness.

For this, however, he could not go too far.

He opened the door, leaning his weight heavily on it. The knob gave way, however, and...