IVAN POV
I paced the hall of the castle, my footsteps echoing off the stone walls. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the floor. My heart raced with worry as I stared at the closed doors, waiting for Arianne to return. She should have been back by now.
My friends tried to reassure me, telling me to calm down and that she was probably just caught up in something. But I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that gnawed at me. Arianne was never this late, even when we argue and fight she was supposed to be back by now.
I ran a hand through my hair, my anxiety growing with each passing minute. What if something had happened to her? What if she was in trouble? The thoughts raced through my mind, making it hard to focus on anything else.
"Okay you need to stop, I'm starting to get really anxious over here too!" Harald said as I continued pacing the grounds.
