Diamon's POV
Livia burst through the door of the bedroom startling both myself and Orrin, looking a bit wide-eyed and confused. Bowing her head twice, she then raised her eyes to mine. "Forgive me, Mistress. Forgive me. One minute she was laying in the bed sleeping peacefully and the next minute.. Aya is gone." she clasped her hands together in front of her, fingers moving over fingers with anxiety.
Orrin rose up just as I did, though I smiled and walked to Livia laying my hands on her partly bare shoulders to give assurance. "It's alright Livia she is no prisoner. You stayed by the door right?" I asked carefully. At her nod, I had a good idea that I knew where Aya had gone.
Livia and Orrin watched as I walked to the balcony doors. The wispy white, curtains catching on the gold bracelets on my right wrist. Throwing it aside, I stepped up to the railing and looked down into the atrium.
