Chapter Thirty-Five
I could hear scurrying through the corridor, a woman in distress as it sounded like she was being dragged. The smell of flowers made me immediately realize I was in Lucas’s house as I sat up straight on the couch and stretched my neck to hear what the commotion was about.
“Your Highness, we found her in your garden,” I overheard a man say. I made my way to the parlor, where Lucas stood in front of three men, holding an attractive woman up with her hands tied behind her back. She was tall with dark hair, and I could sense fear coming from her, but her hazel eyes stared at Lucas, stoned cold, with hatred.
“What are you doing here?” I asked Lucas in shock.
“Darling, I live here; have you forgotten?” he answered.
“You had duties to today, did you not?” I asked.
“I did
