The Great Black King

Chapter • 29

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱

At some point I just fell asleep and when I woke up hours later, he was not in my room and much less next to me. There was no sign of Callisto’s existence.

I got up, did not have much to do in my bed and honestly was not so tired after sleeping for so many hours. So I arranged my hair in braids and wore the lightest dress in Asra’s wardrobe.

A dark green, pulled to the emerald.

It was as if I had come out of a fairy tale, had such delicate embroidery that seemed almost surreal.

I didn’t know where Callisto was, but I knew that now that it was night, Loren would probably be in the library, so I headed there.

But to my complete surprise, there was the sound of low laughter coming from the office.

"No! Dad! You promised!" Someone said between laughs and when I realized, was leaning the door practically entering the place.

"Asra!" The voice of Loren and Callisto mingled as they called me in unison, made me smile and then I simply pushed the doors into place "did you co