Frank's POV

“Is there still no sign of her?” Lord Lucian inquired with evident impatience. I remained silent, my stare cast downward.

I could sense his escalating anger and growing frustration with each passing day. He seethed with a thirst for revenge, fuelled by his righteous resentment. And it was my fault that the ambush had occurred; I blamed myself entirely. In my mind, it should have been me lying lifeless instead. I had pledged to protect them, just as my father had ...