Raquel knuckles hurt as she threw the door another loud bang.
This wasn't the first time she would be knocking the door, it had been going in for a while without an answer.
She went for another knock again, while whispering through her quivering lips. "Your Majesty?"
Then, abruptly, she stopped.
He wasn't inside.
Why hadn't she thought of that before?
There was no response because he wasn't in his chambers.
She turned around swiftly then stopped as her gaze lingered on the stairs for a while, her breath shaky with a thought.
She would have to look for him, maybe even go inside the dungeon.
The urge to involve Colin came back stronger than before. She feared the dungeon even more because of the presence of the dragon.
That place was a deathtrap.
The thought of her Mistress and the devasting state she must be in, flashed in her mind, and she bit her trembling lips, her whole body suddenly feeling shaky.
