“It’s your father…”
“He’s dying…”
Dying? No,no,no:..
For a moment those words didn’t register in her mind.
Serena just stood there, staring at the maid like she hadn’t heard her properly.
Then it truly hit her at full force
Her chest tightened immediately.
Then she moved.
Her legs carried her quickly across the yard.
Her boots slammed against stone and dirt alike as she cut through corridors, brushing past servants who barely had time to step out of her way.
Her thoughts came in fragments.
No…
Not yet.
He still has time…he couldn’t just die and leave her like that.
She pushed harder as her breathing became heavier.
By the time she reached the doors to his chamber, they were already open.
Too many people were inside.
Their voices, movements all laced with panic and urgency
