LYRA (LIVIA)’S POV.
By the time I arrive at the palace, the chaos in the palace is nothing compared to the one the people are in due to the arsonist setting some manors on fire, but it is a lot too. The maids, servants, and guards are running back and forth, carrying things they must consider important. Not a single member of the royal family. And although I very much would like to mind link Gina right now, I also have to grab my drawings of their family tree as well as change my outfit to something less implicating.
Hastening my steps hoping I do not miss my way for the umpteenth time like I have since I have been here, I sigh in relief as I spot the door to my room. Running so I get in fast, I feel a hand around my waist and my scream that might have saved me is now muffled by the pal
