GABRIELLA'S POV
As I gently locked the door, attempting not to awaken Nicklaus, I hurried down the hallway, my feet moving as swiftly as they could.
Margret. I had to go and see Margret. She might hold a solution—a charm, an incantation, a chant—anything, absolutely anything. Anything that could aid us in uncovering who was behind Estella's a*******n.
It was bad that they had attempted to take my daughter, but it was worse that we didn't know their origin or have the faintest idea of what they might do next, where they could strike from.
Moreover, Nicklaus was too quick to anger. Even if he was going to kill the man we caught trying to take Estella across the border, he was supposed to detain him in the dungeon for at least a few days and extract a confession through torture before he
