Aria was sitting on her bed, her mind far away. She was staring at her sword emotionlessly but her mind was far far away. The image of her father flashed in her mind. How she missed him. And even though her father had never been close to her as she expected, she still loved him. But thinking about him being in Blackwood's custody brought the worst nightmare in her dreams. Worse scenarios crossed her mind and she could only shake her head in denial.
But fear crept in her heart the more she thought about him. And thinking about Lord Blackwood, and as cruel as he was, she could only guess what he was planning to do to her father. She knew that the only thing that was holding him back was the royal seal. If he found it, her father would be dead meat already.
