The guards didn’t try to stop or follow Isabelle, so she let out a relieved sigh. She contemplated whether she should head straight to her room or find what Glendon was so eager to leave her for. Not that she minded that much, but she hated nothing more than being kept in the dark.
She took another turn in a fruitless search for any sign of Glendon or the others but soon realized that she had no idea where they might have gone. In fact, she was not sure where she was going and even in her mind, a lonely walk in the dark was not a particularly good idea.
“Isabelle?” She jumped, turning around. She sighed in relief as she didn’t see a demon preparing itself to jump and tear her apart. Instead, Prince Jaden was standing a few steps away, one hand loosely wrapped around the hilt of his sword
