Chapter 55 His Ghosts From The Past

• Catherine's steps were light as she approached the ornate double doors to the King’s study. She wondered how long it would take for him to handle the sudden emergency. She couldn't wait for them to get back to their kiss and brewing romance right where they left off.
• She pushed the doors open gently, not wanting to disturb the sanctity of his space. The room seemed to radiate an air of sophistication and mystique that drew her in. It was dimly lit, with the soft glow of a chandelier casting intricate shadows across the mahogany furniture.
• As soon as she entered, her gaze settled on the large desk, where an assortment of papers and quills lay scattered, a testament to the countless hours he spent attending to his kingly duties.