one hundred and thirty seven

Dante’s POV

I sat in my office, my mind consumed with worry. It had been days since I had dispatched a search party to look for Elijah's queen and Evelyn, but there was no sign of them. My heart ached for Elijah's queen, knowing she was heavily pregnant. I couldn't shake off the fear that something terrible had happened to her.

As for Evelyn, I was left in the dark. Did she leave the palace on her own accord, or was she taken against her will? It was hard to believe that she would just disappear without a trace. But the recent loss of her baby... I couldn't help but wonder if it had triggered something within her, pushing her to make a drastic decision.

The uncertainty gnawed at me, filling my thoughts with a mix of anxiety and sadness. I couldn't bear the thought of Elijah's queen and Evelyn in danger or suffering. They were both dear to me, and I felt responsible for their well-being.

I replayed the events leading up to their disappearance in my mind, searching for any clues I might