Chapter 141: Nyra’s POV

I barely remembered leaving Mirna’s room. Everything was a haze really.

One moment I was standing beside her bed, watching the slow rise and fall of her chest as she got some rest, promising myself I would come back with answers. The next, I was striding down the corridor so fast the stone floor blurred beneath my feet.

Panic was an unpredictable thing. It cut through thought, through reason, through the careful control I’d tried my best to uphold. All that ...