Chapter 111

Sienna

I stared blankly at the floor, the tea in my hands long forgotten, growing cold in the ceramic cup. My fingers curled tighter around it, like I was holding on to something, anything, that wouldn’t slip through my grasp.

But the truth was, it already had.

No matter how hard I try to deny it, they always said that a woman does feel when everything was slipping from her grasp and right now I felt it all too deep.

I didn’t need to say her name to feel her presence crawling under my skin. The moment I saw her, Delilah, I knew she wasn’t just some lost girl who happened to wander into our lands. She was not some stranger who would just walk in and leave without an effect.

She was more than that.

And worse… she was beautiful.

Not in the vain, superficial way Lysandra flaunted. No. Delilah had that effortless kind of beauty, the one that didn’t need much to leave an impression. With her long dark lashes, soft voice, and mysterious deme