Chapter eleven: Regret
TALON’s POV
After waiting for some time, and the maid wasn't back, I began to feel impatient. I ordered another maid to go find out what was happening when the door opened and the maid entered alone, breathing heavily.
I raised a brow, waiting to see if Amelia would enter but nobody entered.
“Where is she?”
“Your highness. I…I…went to her room and I…I…” The maid stuttered.
I was having a bad feeling about this.
“Speak up.” I said coldly.
“I…I saw the body of the head maid, laying dead.” She finally said, shaking.
My heart skipped a bit, not because of the news, but because Amelia might be in danger.
“Where is Amelia?”
“I didn't see her.” She said.
For a moment, it seemed like my heart stopped beating. ‘Had she been kidnapped?’ ‘Was she hurt?’
“Get the guards immediately, and search for her!” I exclaimed, trying to stand up from the bed, but I was unable to as the pain in my stomach pinned me down.
“Urghh.” I groaned.
“Your highness, are you okay?” The maids asked, rushing to check up o

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