Chapter 5. The Guilt That Stays

Edward’s POV

“She’s fucking gone!” Dyan growled as he returned to the room where I was seated on the bed as if I didn’t know that.

The first thing I tried to do after realising she ran off with the funds was use my magic to search for her. I couldn’t track her. My magic refused to do the one thing I wanted, unfortunately, for me.

I felt the restraint of my magic five years ago and I felt it yesterday, yet I ignored all the signs.

The first people I went to meet after my magic failed were the resort watchmen. They all claimed they didn’t see any lady in the early hours of the morning, leaving us to believe she had left in the middle of the night.

I specifically told the king I didn’t want his guards coming along because I intended to make our visit as quick and as unnoticed as I could. If the guards had come along, we would have drawn too much-unneeded attention, but this wouldn’t have happened. We wouldn’t have lost the bags containing the two th