Kaelen's POV
With the door clicking shut, my shoulders slumped at my sides, staring at the door. I staggered backwards. The memories were like a haze and it hurt just thinking about it.
“My lady!” Hazel rushed into the room in panic.
She held me close, guiding me back to bed. I kept trying to make sense of what Lenal told me. Was I wrong in what I saw? “Are you okay, my lady?” Hazel asked. “I should get Lenal before he gets far.”
She tried to rush off but I held her back. I shook my head. “I’m fine,” I said.
My gaze found the wooden craft on the bed. Hazel brought it to me on spotting my fixation. The more I looked, the more I knew I had seen it somewhere. And for some reason, I felt it was important.
I hated I could not remember what it was. It nudged something in my heart but wasn
