Chapter 340. The Crowned King

JACOB

If I had to be honest with myself, I had to admit that this situation was breaking down every one of the mental schemas that protected me. The castle, as I walked through it, was giving me even more nostalgia. It was like coming home to my castle, every part of it was so similar. Only that silver sheen, forged from the same material and by the same person who would have made my crown, only that made a difference that made me understand that it was not my castle.

A nostalgia was lashing me like a merciless whip. My childhood, I could see myself there, running through the corridors. I could see my brother when we were both children, my mother calling us, my father even. They were all there, even Clarisa and Lion. Everyone who had lived in the castle. They were memories so real that I thought for a second that maybe I was remembering my whole life because something fateful was going to happen.

I saw Clarisa talking to Lion, my mother arguing with my father in th