Chapter 119 Where The Path Breaks
- Katie’s POV
- The talk at the well flowed like a murmured litany. A boy who likely shouldn’t have been out of bed yet clung to my sleeve and asked in that blunt, earnest way children ask the things adults avoid, “Are you okay, Lady Katie? Is Lord Vlad OK? Did he… get hurt?”
- “He’s gone missing,” I said, feeling the words thicken in my throat. “I need to find him.”