Mathew.

When I came back that day from business, rushing through the doors eager to hold her, it was already too dark outside, night fallen heavy, and I didn't find her in our room at all-bed empty, no note.

Panic flickered first as a spark.

I searched for her frantically in the whole castle, checking every hall, garden, library-calling her name soft at first, then louder.

"Viola? Baby, where are you? This isn't funny!"

When I asked the guards at the gates and even Joe and Luke about ...