Eadric's pov

　　I couldn't believe she had done it. Aria had fled, and the rage boiling inside me threatened to consume every shred of reason I had left. My blood pounded in my ears, the pulse of anger, betrayal, and something deeper, something I dared not name echoed in my mind. I didn't have time to think about why she had run or how far she might have gone. The only thing that mattered was getting her back.

　　I stormed through the halls, the stone walls of the ...