"Damn that man, where does he flew, my sister gotten ill again." Mirea showed frustration given how, recalling how Vex had ran away through the window Without realizing how Maira needed his presence nearby. Given his absence, she started to show symptoms of her disease again.
"I'll check outside," Asperia offered. She stood near the window, peeking through the slats. Her fingers tightened around the sill.
But she didn't get the chance.
Bang!
The door slammed open with such force it crashed against the inner wall. Dust shot up from the floor.
Six men barged in, their boots loud, eyes wild. Steel glinted at their sides.
The one at the front held a folded parchment and a sneer.
"We're looking for Mirea," he barked. "By order of the merchant lord's banner, she's under arrest for the murder of Young Master Liren."
Mirea stiffened. Her heart dropped into her gut.
"I—" her voice cracked, "—I didn't kill him. He tried to—"
