Allegra felt like she was in some sort of fever dream. They had said goodbye and were at the private airstrip within the hour of her phone call with Aidon. Even the flight itself was surreal. The atmosphere was tense and Vladislav was on his phone the entire time. She had no idea who he was speaking to, but she suspected it was Branek. They were trying to review footage of the estate to see how Cilla had left because they were now certain that she was no longer on Kalitsk Castle grounds.
The Duchess’s stomach was a ball of nerves and Vladislav tried to comfort her with his touch, but it really was not working all that well with the stern voice he was using to address the castle’s security team. She could not help, but blame herself. They knew this was a possibility, so they should have in
