Chapter 77

Dorra’s POV

Zara approached me, visibly shaken, holding a linen cloth soaked in blood.

“I found it hanging over my front door. And there was a note saying to bring it to you,” she told me.

I understood the message. Blood-soaked linen meant death. I knew it was Elijah, he was trying to pass me a message.

“Run along. I will be fine,” I told her before leaving her behind and galloping away on the horse.

While riding, I met another person on the way, who yelled, “Elijah has left you a gift at the castle!”

I glanced back at the woman who had delivered the news before continuing my journey.

While approaching the castle, my heart pounded, and I could feel my stomach acting up, but nothing could deter me from reaching my chambers as quickly as possible. I dismounted the horse and rushed inside.

I accosted one of the servants, “Was anything received in my absence?

“No, my lady,” she answered.

I frustratedly grabbed her should