Olivia's POV
I was walking through the palace corridors, my mind still reeling from everything that had happened—I felt fulfilled forfeiting my search for my origin just to bring Bustan the information that could end this war. I didn’t hear Bianca approaching until it was too late.
“Olivia!”
I turned to face her, but before I could say anything, she was already marching toward me, her face twisted in anger. I could tell she was furious, and for a moment, I braced myself for whatever storm was about to come.
“You’ve got a lot of nerve,” Bianca hissed, stopping just a foot away from me. “Running off into the forest like that, making Bustan lose his mind. Do you know how hard he was on us after you disappeared? Do you know how much hell you put him through?”
I narrowed my eyes, crossi
