Chapter 123. Mount the World

Blood, a vivid red, stained her gold satin gown.

It trickled down her thighs, moving as if in slow motion, a crimson river seeping through the golden fabric. Her trembling fingers reached out to touch the stain, her eyes locked onto the deepening red hue on her shaky palms.

Panicked breaths escaped her lips, fear eroding her composure. At this crucial moment, I acted quickly, reaching out to catch her and preventing her from collapsing onto the cold floor.

A silent signal passed between me and my loyal men, their well-honed instincts directing them to create a protective barrier, shielding us from the curious eyes of the guests.

“Take her to her room and call for the best physician,” I commanded urgently, gently placing her in their arms.

Eyes were already fixed on us. The collective gaze of the crowd focused on her as she was carried away from the scene.

In an attempt to regain control, I grabbed a crystal goblet filled w