Luka POV
“Right now there is absolute chaos in the castle, Betty.”
I grip the edge of the plastic mattress. The scent of sterile disinfectant burns my throat.
“Adriel is gone. Completely missing.”
I lean closer to her pale, unmoving face. Her chest rises and falls only by the grace of the machines humming beside her.
“Mitchell released some rogue mage from the high tower. And then the entire bloody structure just vanished into thin air the second they stepped out.”
I stare at her closed eyelids. I watch for a twitch. A flutter. Anything.
“I am always sitting here. Day after day.”
I shift my weight on the hard wooden chair. My knees ache from the hours of stillness.
“Not that I am complaining. But I would love to spend some real time on the outside. With you. And with Novalee, of c
