Isabella
I burst into Dominic’s chamber, my heels clicking loudly against the polished marble floor.
“Dominic!” I called out, brushing past the guards who looked too afraid to stop me. “I’m going to Silvermoon to visit Seraphina. The maids are already—”
I froze mid-step.
He wasn’t alone.
He stood near the hidden passageway to the dungeons—shirt half-unbuttoned, face sweaty—and in his hand was a strange-looking bottle glowing faintly green. I barely caught a glimpse before he shoved it behind him, his back stiff.
“What… was that?” I asked slowly, eyes narrowing.
“I-Isabella.” He forced a smile. “My Luna. It’s nothing. Just—medicine. For the creature we captured.”
“That didn’t look like medicine,” I said, tilting my head. “Why are you down here again? You’ve been secretive lately, an
