Amber stopped in her tracks, her knees went weak, the room spinning like a centrifuge around her. She held her chest and her jaw dropped open when she let out a soul crushing scream. "Arveion...he's what?!" She asked through blurry eyes and the Queen frowned, ordering for the guards to hold Amber in place.
"I'm sorry Miss. Lane I wish it wasn't true but I'm afraid he won't have much time again. I wanted to tell you so you won't regret not telling him off."
Amber shook off the guards who held onto her, pushing through the door,"I need to see him. He's not, he's not. He's just not." She bit down on her lip, backing away from them,"Where is he?!"
