Chapter 71 Silent Moment

• Beatrice ran as fast as her legs could carry her.
• As she reached the edge of the forest, the imposing silhouette of the castle loomed before her, its dark spires piercing the sky like malevolent claws. Beatrice didn’t slow her pace. She sprinted across the courtyard, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she approached the massive iron doors.
• She burst into the grand hall, the heavy doors slamming against the walls with a deafening thud. The room was filled with the low murmur of conversation, but it instantly fell silent as all eyes turned to her. Sandro was seated at the head of the long, ornate table. The firelight danced across his sharp features, casting long shadows that only made him appear more menacing.