65 What Happened 18 ys Ago

Dalena’s POV

The palace door was closed behind me.

There was a terrible silence in the palace, and only the sunlight through the windows warmed me.

I exhaled slowly, plucked up the courage to go deep into the house.

A muffled cough came from the inner room. A weak man's voice said, “Come in.”

I approached the room, and the smell of medicine and incense made me cover my nose subconsciously.

From the smell, I knew that this man had a very serious lung disease. He may not live long.

I saw a gorgeous bed in front of me with a half-opened curtain. A middle-aged man sat up in bed and turned to look at me. “Sibyl, have you finally thought this through?”

He looked up at my face, eyes showing confusion, then shock. “You? You're alive?”

“How is that possible?” He said to himself with his head down.

“After all these years, you still remember my sister's face. I don't know if I should be happy for her.” I sneered and introduced myself. “I'm Dalena, Raven's sister.”

The king suddenly smiled. “Yes,