"Where is he?" Lia muttered under her breath, her voice tinged with frustration as she paced back and forth through the castle halls.
She had been searching for Aether for what felt like hours, but there was no sign of him. It was as if he had vanished into thin air. Even Aqualina, who always seemed to know everything, had no clue where he was.
Lia bit her lower lip, she knew she had messed up—badly. But, just like Victor had said, she had no choice now but to face the problem head-on.
Her cheeks flushed, both with anger and embarrassment, as she muttered to herself, "You really fucked up this time, idiot! How could you let yourself lose control over a few drops of blood? What the hell is wrong with you?!" The thought of it made her curse again. Never, in her wildest dreams, had she imagined she would lose herself after drinking blood...
