100. Dealing With Them

# 100.

Silvan’s POV

A soft whimper fell from Esme’s lips as she turned around in the sheets. Unlike before, her skin had some color now and she looked a lot better than when I had brought her in.

My phone dinged with another notification that was probably demanding urgent attention but in truth, nothing came before Esme.

Not my empire and not anyone else.

I ran some warm water in a small bowl and wiped Esme’s body clean before wrapping her in the duvet.

Satisfied, I picked my phone and stepped out of the room. The four guards standing by the entrance all bowed immediately.

“You are guarding the door with your life. If anything happens to the person inside the room, not one soul in your family will see the next day,” I warned and then stepped away.

Even without being an empath, I could smell their fear as I walked down the hallway. It was not my usual style of work but with how things were going, I was far too worried to bother about how I got my point across to them.

My phone rang