Benedict met with Clyde in the grand hall, a deep frown etched on his face. He approached Clyde with a slight bow, urgency lacing his voice. "Lord Clyde, Princess Maria is nowhere to be found within the estate."
"No, Benedict, keep looking," Clyde ordered, his tone sharp. "There is no way she could have gone out. Vyan and I set up a magical barrier. Nothing or nobody can enter this estate except the main gate. Therefore, she is still here, somewhere within the estate. Look harder!"
Clyde clenched his fists, feeling the pressure. Only a few hours were left until they were supposed to hand over Princess Maria to Althea. He had no idea why Maria would decide to try and run away now of all times. She had been on board with this plan since day one. So why now?
Well, it doesn't matter why. Failing to find her on time was not an option.
