ARIA
I hurried down the corridor towards Zavier’s office, my heart pounding with anxiety. Every step felt heavy with the weight of what I needed to tell him. If Zavier found out I hadn’t informed him myself, the consequences would be severe. I couldn’t afford to let him down.
Reaching his office, I hesitated only briefly before knocking. His assistants informed me that he wasn’t there and suggested I check his bedroom. With a deep breath, I made my way up to his chambers, the gravity of the situation weighing heavily on my mind.
When Zavier opened the door, it was clear he had been roused from sleep. His eyes, usually sharp and commanding, were bleary with sleep. I faltered under his gaze, trying to find the right words amidst my nerves.
“Your Majesty,” I began tentatively, “I couldn’t
