Lily’s head throbbed as she regained consciousness. Her eyelids felt heavy, her vision slow to return. Where was she?
Her memories rushed back to her like a tidal wave. She was in the abandoned wing of the castle. Zayn drank the vial, but something went wrong. He was in pain. Victoria pushed her away to get to him.
Looking around, it was clear she was alone. Lily’s heart raced as panic set in. How long had she been unconscious? Where was Zayn? Was he okay?
She scrambled to her feet, ignoring the dizziness that threatened to trip her. Lily rushed towards the door. She had to find Zayn. She had to know if he was alright.
The voice in her head, his voice, had sounded so desperate and in pain.
As she made her way back to Elder Princess Tilda’s quarters, Lily was so lost in her own thoughts that she did not see the two royal guards coming towards her.
“Halt!” The taller one commanded, hand moving to the hilt of his sword. “Identify yourself!”
