The Tower

The path towards the west wing tower was dark.

It is one of the parts of the palace that no people go to. It was like an abandoned place already, visited only to check if it needs to be maintained and fix something so as not to cause any accidents that would endanger the lives of the people in the palace.

I stepped blindly as I ascended the stairs, my hands carefully holding onto the rough and cold brick wall. I can feel the wet molds formed on it, indicating that the roof must have leaks and holes and the rainwater gushes down the walls, creating minds and fungus on it.

Not feeling well because of what happened between me and Aster, I'm still angry by the fact that he can never be mine no matter what I do. Now, I need to divert this anger to something useful and help the people I believe need help and that is Penny.

I have this urge that I need to release her from the life she has in the brothel. A life she was forced to have because of what my father did to her family.

Swallowing a