Chapter 84: WHEN I WAS FIVE
The halls of the palace were wide and bright, with tall windows letting sunlight pour across the polished marble floors. Logan walked beside Rowan, with Daliah just a step ahead—humming and skipping like someone who had just won a war.
Logan had seen grand buildings before, but there was something different about Solvane’s royal palace. The silence here wasn’t empty—it felt like it was lively. Even though the halls were empty, Logan could sense the presence of guards, servants, and magic woven into the very walls.
After a few turns, they finally arrived at the dining hall.
Two tall doors swung open before they could even knock. Inside, the atmosphere was nothing like the normal dinner he had attended earlier, or the quiet breakfast that morning.
This... was something else.
The lunch table was long but welcoming, covered in rich golden fabric. Dozens of dishes were already set across it—colorful fruits, steaming meats, soft breads, and strange sparkling liquids in crystal jugs. The aroma alone made Logan’s stomach growl a little louder than expected.
Daliah grinned. "I gave the menu today. Thought our guest should be welcomed properly!"
They took their seats at the long rectangular table. Rowan sat at the head position while Logan and Daliah sat on either side of the table, directly across from each other. Servants moved like shadows, placing new dishes and quietly stepping away without saying a word.
Logan picked up a fork, unsure where to begin. Some of the dishes looked familiar. Others... not at all.
Rowan noticed his hesitation and smiled. "Relax. This isn’t some royal test. Just eat whatever you feel like."
Logan raised an eyebrow. "Easy for you to say, Prince." Though Logan also lived in a palace and had wealth enough to live a luxurious life, he felt more comfortable in the battlefield in his previous life.