Andre's POVTapping my fingers on the tablet, I absentmindedly ran my tongue over my lower lip, a chuckle escaping through my lips, “She ran?” I gritted my teeth with my fist clenched in anger, vexed at the nerves she possessed, “That wench had the nerve to flee from me, how dare she? How was it possible that she slipped past the gates, which are usually heavily guarded at all times? Who aided her escape?” I demanded an answer, one that Gavin had no answer to. I had treated her well, provided food, and a bed, and made her feel good, so how exactly could she escape? Or even think of escaping when all I have done was be good to her? Gavin sniffed, “I'll assemble a search party to track her down.”“No,” I refused, shaking my head, “Don't.” His puzzled expression told me he was struggling to understand what I meant. “She should return soon,” I extended my hands to flip over the hourglass on the table. Leaning back into my chair, I continued, “Where were the guards who were tasked wi
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