Only when her figure disappeared from sight did Rhaegar raise his hand slightly and speak to Lance.
"Keep watch over the Valehart manor. At the slightest disturbance, report to me at once. And erase all trace of her movements tonight—leave not a single thread behind."
"Yes, my lord," Lance answered at once.
A shadow of cold fury flickered through Rhaegar's eyes. Dorian had dared mess with the one he held dear once—such insolence would not go unanswered.
Meanwhile, Caelith had already returned to her own courtyard. The moment she stepped through the gate, she saw Dolly pacing anxiously beneath an umbrella, her steps restless with worry.
At the sight of her mistress, Dolly hurried forward, baffled. "My lady, where have you been? I have searched everywhere for you…"
