CHAPTER 29
After a quick argument with the Varanguards, the procession entered the gates. Naaspen’s body was carried inside and Rory followed. The servants placed the body in a small room and told Rory to wait.
A few minutes later, Mizria ran in. She gasped as she caught sight of Naaspen, her face turning almost as pale as his. She made a strangled sound and rushed to his side. Mizria’s hand shook as she took Naaspen’s, and she let out a wail.
Rory had no idea what to do or say. She was about to step forward when the Marchioness opened the door and entered.
“Mizria.” She rushed over. “I heard…. I —”
Mizria turned away from the body abruptly, flinging her arms around the Marchioness’ neck and bursting into great heaving sobs.
Rory averted her gaze, not wanting to be indiscreet.
“Rory
