Where is She?

Xavier Pov

"Where is she?" I demanded to know as I threw my seer across the room. I had been tracking Jasmine for days only to lose her. Father was supposed to send help, but he only ended up being a disappointment, as usual. I guess in his mind, I was growing too attached to my Cartise's. He isn't fond of any sort of loving attractions.

Pythia, my seer, yelled in pain as I heard a snap come from her and smelled the blood. I had broken something. Good. Maybe she will become more reliable.

"She was in England, my king. I traced her to the sea and her essence was gone." She panicked as I knew my eyes were turning red.

"Is she dead?" I wondered out loud. My spy had not informed me of anything in days. If Father learns she died again, not even by my hand this time, he will not hesitate to wipe out my soul for eternity. He seems just as transfixed by her than I am. Maybe even more, though he tells me nothing.

"No, my king. You would have sensed that she had died. She is just simply no