I walked through Greyford's streets as the sun began its descent, painting the sky in shades of orange and deep purple.
My hand was still tingling from where I'd shaken Duke Glimor's hand. Sealing the deal. Making the promise.
"I'll help you find her."
The words replayed in my mind on an endless loop, each repetition making my stomach twist tighter.
What the hell did I just agree to?
I'd bought myself time at least. Told the Duke I'd need a few days to gather information, ask around, see if anyone had spotted her. He'd accepted that readily enough, probably assuming I'd have no luck anyway. Just another young noble making promises he couldn't keep to get what he wanted.
But he didn't know I'd already met Scarlet.
Didn't know she was the one who'd led me to Agnes in the first place.
I turned down a side street, avoiding the main thoroughfare where crowds still lingered.
"She's property."
He'd said so casually, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
