Mesuna rubbed her temples in frustration as she paced back and forth in her chamber. Her forehead was taut with nerves, and the exasperation was evident in her sharp movements. "Where is he?" she muttered under her breath, clenching her fists.
The news of Dilhan's "incident" had already spread like wildfire, and while a part of her was proud of him for not letting others trample over him, another part of her was riddled with anxiety. He had always been unpredictable, and now, his disappearance had thrown her into a whirlwind of worry.
But part of her couldn't help but question. "Did he really act so aggressively? This is a first for him,"
She paused, glancing around the room, and then realized something else—Morgana was also nowhere to be found. Her eyes narrowed as a wave of suspicion swept over her. Morgana wasn't the type to disappear without a reason. Mesuna's instincts screamed at her that these two missing pieces were somehow connected.
