The whole palace was in chaos after the assassination attempt, rumbling footsteps of soldiers echoing from every hallway trying to find who the man that shot an arrow at me.
This was also the first time I saw Faerus break his character of being carefree and nonchalant, his face grim yet burning with rage when he left the room. Not only him, prince Lucius seemed to have shown the same reaction when he learned about my near death experience and since then has never left my side in my room.
I was sitting on my bed, my back pressed against the headboard while hugging my knees as I watch prince Lucius pace around the room, his face looked like he had already a hundred battle plans and strategies to capture the person who tried to kill me just half an hour ago.
The palace was put on lockdown
