This... can't be happening, right?
It's hard to say for sure, but...
"Ms. Sullivan, you have visitors."
The knock on the door from the server snapped Amara out of her thoughts. She walked over to open it and found a waiter from the castle standing there, flanked by two tall figures—Finnian and Dorian.
The moment she saw Dorian, her expression turned icy. "What do you want?"
How did Finnian and Dorian find their way here? They're always busy, and it's the weekend—don't they have something better to do?
"Where's Elysia?" Dorian demanded, stepping forward with a stormy expression.
Yesterday, when he called Elysia, she was out drinking. Then, the call abruptly ended, and she didn't pick up again, not even once throughout the night.
Elysia hadn't exactly kept her outing a secret. Dorian learned their location from her assistant and decided to come over, dragging Finnian along since he heard Amara was here too.
"She's still asleep. Is it urgent?" Amara replied, dodging his question because she wasn't entirely sure where Elysia was at the moment.
"I need to see her," Dorian insisted.
The way he spoke grated on Amara. He acted like seeing Elysia was his right, like he could just demand her presence at any moment. Who did he think he was?

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