Chapter 17

Gwen’s POV

I sat at my dressing table, feeling both frustration and anger, I clutched my cup of tea, the warmth did little to ease my fear.

Aurelia and Elgiva were busy with some chores, and their attempts to console me were unsuccessful.

Nora’s harsh words still echo in my mind and I took deep breaths trying to calm myself, but it was of little or no use.

The fear for Blake’s safety was so overwhelming and Nora only fueled my frustration.

Nora's presence loomed as she entered my room again, her expression cold as ever. She glanced at me and sighed.

"Still here, Lady Gwen? I thought you'd be out proving yourself by now." She said mockingly.

Aurelia and Elgiva entered the room.

My grip on the cup tightened, trying to force myself to remain calm and I said “I'm doing what I can, Nora. Unlike you, I actually care about Blake."

Nora's eyes flashed with anger. "And what is that supposed to mean?"

I stood up and said, "It means that maybe if you had someone you truly cared about, you'd