Raziela
I woke up to the cruel bite of morning sunlight streaming through the narrow window of our shared quarters. My eyes felt raw and swollen from all the tears that I cried through the night, and my body ached from the restless hours I spent curled up in a tight ball of misery.
Even in the damn of a new day, I could still hear the King’s words echoing relentlessly in my mind.
My hand reached instinctively across the narrow bed, seeking the familiar warmth of Enid’s small body. Instead, my fingers encountered only cold, empty sheets.
“Enid?” I whispered, my voice hoarse from crying. Silence answered me.
Panic struck like lightning. I bolted upright, my heart hammering against my ribs as I scanned the cramped room. The blanket was thrown back carelessly, her small shoes missing f
