Nicolas POV

"You better get dressed," my father ordered when he entered my quarters. With his gray hair combed back and already dressed in a black penguin suit and blue bow tie, he looked dashing.

"The opening of the carnival starts in less than an hour!" He continued, closing the door behind him.

I rolled my eyes at him and released a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I have locked myself in my quarters after our search. Zara was nowhere in sight. I have been ...