Chapter 259 Starting Again

Ingrid
In the morning, I storm around Som Palace. Everyone is still slow and tired after the funeral. I barely slept. But I have—according to my mate, who lied to my face and would have continued to do so if I didn’t catch him—an account of Prince Amval’s last day, the missing piece I need to solve this mystery and get home.
I don’t care that he’s alive. There’s nothing here for me once this is over. I’m only still bothering because, if he’s right and this person is coming for his family next, I owe Joli better than just disappearing.