With Leora's words still echoing in my head like a goddamn curse, I rushed back to my quarters, my mind spinning with a thousand thoughts. It was all I could do to keep my composure as I barreled down the stone hallways of the castle, my boots striking the floor with a furious rhythm.
But even as I tried to focus on the mission, one thought kept nagging at me, creeping up like an insistent whisper at the back of my mind Aeliana. The idea of her being in danger, of her needing help, made my insides twist in a way I couldn't stand.
I forced myself to focus, but my hands betrayed me, trembling as I threw open the heavy oak door of my chambers. I didn't have time for this shit, and yet here I was, feeling like some pathetic lovesick fool. I shoved the thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand.