Chapter: 794

Even the woman dispatched to question Madam Livia returned with Little information. According to the head maid, she and Amie had parted ways that morning after collecting herbs together.

Concern growing, Emeriel searched through Frostfall herself, her steps quickening with every unanswered question.

“Where could she be?” she muttered, worry creasing her brow as she rounded a corner.

A young slave girl approached hesitantly, her cheeks stained with dried tears, eyes swollen and red.

“Good day, Your Highness. I-”