Void in the soul

Mia lied down in her bed. It was the same bed she went wild with Arthur just a few days ago. Yet now, even his scent was quickly vanishing from the sheets. 

Her eyes were filled with dried-up tears. After three days of crying, there were no more tears her eyes could produce. 

The food brought by the servants has long gone cold on the nearby table.

For the last three days, Mia refused to eat, cultivate, drink or even talk to anyone. 

She just laid in her bed, not moving an inch, as if already dead. 

Vaner pushed the doors to the room open. The exhausted look on his face proved just how trying the last few days were. 

'I guess that was only to be expected,' he thought, lowering his eyes and just standing at the doorstep.

"Where is he?" Mia muttered into the pillow, just loud enough for Vaner to barely pick her words up. 

"He was brought away from the guild," Vaner replied in a soft voice.