With the knife still clutched in my hand and my heart pounding from the recent encounter, I knew I couldn't stay alone in my chambers. The fear and adrenaline were coursing through me, making every shadow seem alive with potential danger. Anara's concern was evident as she hurried to summon the guards.
Moments later, a small contingent of palace guards arrived, their presence both reassuring and unsettling. I knew they were there to protect me, but the need for their protection was a stark reminder of the danger I was in.
"We'll escort you back to your chambers, Your Majesty," one of the guards said, his tone respectful but firm.
"Thank you," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. The events of the night had shaken me deeply, and I longed for the safety of my room, even if it now felt like a prison rather than a sanctuary.
