I was in my office going through the reports Lord Septimus had left on my desk when Lucien's voice suddenly tore through my mind.
"Your Majesty! Bella is under attack!"
The mind-link hit me like a blade through my chest. I was on my feet before he even finished speaking, my chair crashing loudly against the marble floor as I rushed out of my office.
Bella had wanted to tour the capital that morning, and I had reluctantly agreed because the city was under heavy surveillance. Since Victor's massacre, security throughout Lycoria had been tighter than ever. Soldiers patrolled every major street, every gate was guarded, and no one entered or left the capital without being searched.
Only a fool, or someone with a death wish, would dare orchestrate an attack inside my kingdom.
