one hundred and eighty six

Evelyn’s POV

I crept through the corridors of the palace with Lilian, our footsteps silent as whispers in the empty halls. The usual bustle and chatter were conspicuously absent, leaving an eerie silence that sent shivers down my spine. The air felt heavy with anticipation, a foreboding sense of the unknown hanging over us like a dark cloud.

Lilian and I exchanged a glance, our eyes mirroring the confusion and concern that gnawed at our thoughts. Where had everyone disappeared to? The emptiness of the palace was unsettling, a stark deviation from its usual lively atmosphere. The absence of guards and servants only deepened the mystery, fueling my growing unease.

“Where is everyone?” I asked Lilian, my voice almost like a whisper.

“I don't know…. Let's check Dante’s room” Lilian suggested and with a shared understanding, we wordlessly agreed to press on, our mission clear despite the unsettling circumstances.

Willow's orders loomed in our minds, she had asked me and Lilian to head to