The Shadow Palace by Celine Jeanjean

The Shadow Palace by Celine Jeanjean

Author:Celine Jeanjean [Jeanjean, Celine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lotus Press
Published: 2020-01-30T22:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 25

Longinus was walking down the corridor of the house that he’d grown up in. Except that he realised it wasn’t him walking, but Myran, while he looked out through her eyes and simultaneously found himself watching her from above.

It was disorienting, and it took Longinus a few moments to make sense of what he was seeing.

Myran looked very young, her cheeks still a little chubby. She had no scar, and her sleek black hair had been braided into two plaits on either side of her head.

It seemed impossible that his sister had ever been so young—a little girl—and yet she already looked far from innocent.

Longinus could feel her emotions as he looked out through her eyes to the door at the end of the corridor. It was ajar, a little light puddling out into the hallway. Two voices wafted out. Myran identified them as Mother and Father.

Myran felt tugged forward, devoured by curiosity. She hadn’t seen Father for such a long time. He didn’t come to see her anymore, and that betrayal gnawed a painful hole deep inside her.

She reached the door, pressing herself against the wall to the left of it and listening.

And then Longinus felt a tug. A part of him was dragged through the door until he found himself inside the sitting room. It was full of the lovely furniture his mother had selected. Longinus looked both out of his mother’s eyes and simultaneously at the scene as a whole. Again, he felt disoriented and confused, and it took him a moment to adjust.

His mother looked just as he remembered. A flowing silk robe of emerald green tied by a sash—what she liked to wear when relaxing at home—and a single rose gold ring with a solitary, pure diamond—beautiful and classy. Longinus felt like a boy again, remembering just how dreadfully he’d missed her when she’d disappeared.

In one hand, she played with a single Queen of the Night flower.

Across from her sat a man Longinus knew at once was his father. He was a handsome man who wore his sleek black hair a little long, parted in the middle. He looked exactly like a Damsian, but of course, Longinus now knew him to be Southern Airnian. Dark skin, dark eyes, dark hair. He had long, slender fingers—the hands of a pianist, or a poisoner. And he was dressed all in black.

A distant part of Longinus felt overwhelmed by too many feelings to name. His father looked exactly as he had pictured the Viper—elegant, understated, and yet somehow deadly. It hadn’t all been a ridiculous boyish fancy—his father had lived up to Longinus’s imagination.

Longinus could feel his mother’s emotions too. Love and adoration mixed with worry and anguish. And underneath it all, like an underscoring pulse, he could still sense Myran’s curiosity and anger along with her sense of betrayal.

“I don’t know what to do,” Longinus’s mother said. “I think there might be…” She raised a hand to her forehead, her voice breaking.

Longinus’s father stood up immediately and came to her side, taking her free hand and kneeling next to her.



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