Chapter 17 Mark's Execution.

(Ariel's POV)

I stirred in my sleep as I woke to the sound of frantic footsteps echoing through the corridors, disturbing my sleep.

After that wild encounter with Elijah I was exhausted and slept until the next morning, I would rather not be disturbed! But I couldn't even rest for a bit.

I rolled and groaned as the noise kept becoming louder. "What's going on?" I mumbled as I squinted my eyes open.

My head pounded, and my body felt heavy with fatigue as I tried to pull myself out of bed. "What was all this commotion?" I wondered as I turned the door knob.

I stumbled into the hall, two maids rushed past as they discussed something, their arms full of linens.

"Hello, wait—what's going on?" I called after her, my voice still raspy with sleep.

The two maids stopped and turned to look at me. "G… Good morning…"

"Skip the greetings," I waved my hand as I looked at them curiously. They both quickly bowed their head in respect before answering.

"Mark—he's gone, Miss Ariel." One of the maids st