Chapter 170

Killian's point of view

I handed my horse over to the warriors, my mind already racing ahead to the comforting warmth of the castle. It was well past dusk when I returned from the Council's castle, my heart heavy with worry. I yearned to see Sheila, her tear-streaked face etched into my memory. Since our tense encounter at the Council meeting, I had been unable to reach her through our mind-link, a silence that gnawed at my insides.

I hurried through the familiar corridors, my footsteps echoing in the quiet halls. My heart pounded in my chest, a wild rhythm matching the frantic thoughts that swirled in my mind. Ria had assured me that Sheila was safe, back in her chambers, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was not right.

Finally, I reached my destination, my hand pushing open the heavy wooden door with a silent prayer. Sheila lay in the center of the room, curled up on the bed.

I exhaled, feeling a certain calmness and relief wash over me. Slowl