Annie's POV:
Alexander loved Elena. He believed she had been the woman in his room, and she had given him no reason to doubt it.
He doesn't know. You're safe.
I repeated the words as I walked down the corridor, though my knees still felt weak.
The main hall opened ahead. Through the archway, I could see the front doors. Cool night air seeped through the gaps, carrying the smell of rain and wet earth. If I could just make it outside, get to the healer's cabin, pick up Chloe—
"Annie."
My blood went cold.
That voice.
I stopped so fast my shoes squeaked on the floor.
I turned slowly.
Elena stood at the far end of the corridor, half-hidden in the shadow of a stone pillar. She'd changed clothes. No longer in the dark blue dress. Now she wore a simple dark green robe, her blonde hair lo
