When Anne barged inside Aurora's bed chamber, her heart almost leaped out of her chest at the absence of the Empress. She assumed the worst case scenarios, darting from room to room in search of her while the servants clamored around in panic, unable to comprehend what was going on. After what felt like hours but was a few minutes, Anne finally found the Empress inside her private parlor, but she had no time to be relieved, for nothing about the situation was worth being relieved over.
"Your Majesty! We are under attack!"
