THE WINNER THAT SHE IS

CHAPTER 12

ARTFOLD’S POV

A knock on the door disrupted what I was doing, my head snapping towards it with creased lines of annoyance on my forehead before calling out to whoever was there to come in. Two guards marched in, stopping in front of my desk and bowing both their heads at me,

“Your highness, we were asked to come and report.” One of them said,

The lines on my forehead deepened and my eyes squinted with curiosity, lifting my left brows for them to continue, “what report?”

“About the lady in the maze. She’s not out yet. The beta asked us to come and tell you that.”

Realization set in as my mouth formed an ‘o’, leaning back into my chair. I clenched my jaw, rubbing my hand on my forehead. Since yesterday afternoon that she has gone in, she hasn’t been out. Although I didn’t care much, I gave her two days and when the time passed, I would go there to search for her.

But a certain someone was so worried about her, and has not been able to concentrate on his work since morning.