Chapter 382

• Helen was quiet the entire ride back, clearly exhausted not just physically, but emotionally. The wind had bitten hard, and after standing for hours in that marble fortress Hazel called Harmony Tower, she was practically trembling.
• By the time we returned to the Hell Monarch Estate, her steps were unsteady.
• I helped her out of the town car and turned immediately to the staff. “Have the chef prepare chicken soup. Something hot. We’ve all been in that freezing draft for hours, and I don’t want anyone catching anything.”