(Shiloh’s pov)After the chaos, Shiloh did not leave Sophie’s side.Not when the chapel erupted into screams.Not when guards surged past them, weapons raised.Not when blood stained the marble beneath Sophie’s trembling body.“Betsy,” Shiloh said sharply, already dropping to her knees. “Agatha. Go. Now.”Agatha froze, eyes wide and glassy, caught between the chaos breaking loose and the sight of Sophie collapsed on the floor. Blood streaked the white stone beneath her gown, bright and terrifying.“Go,” Shiloh snapped, louder now. “Anyone wounded on the grounds gets triage immediately. Help them.”Betsy didn’t hesitate. She grabbed Agatha’s arm and pulled her away, both women moving fast, skirts gathered, fear shoved aside in favour of duty.Shiloh turned back to Sophie.The healers were already working, summoned by Magi’s sharp call. Hands hovered, spells half-formed, blankets appearing as if pulled from the air itself.Sophie’s fingers locked around Shiloh’s wrist with desperate str
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