Sasha walked into the sitting chamber, her grim expression a reflection of the distress brewing inside her. Her eyes sealed on Nikolai's unconscious form, and she couldn't shake off the chill that ran down her spine.
Pain lay beside the chair, a silent sentinel. And Sasha's gaze drifted away, her mind struggling to process the events of the day. It felt like a nightmare – one that she couldn't wake up from.
In just one day, their parents were gone. And her own mother... her own mother was nowhere to be found, but it was clear she had been secretly working with Tiana all along.
A soft sob choked Sasha's throat, and she sank onto the couch opposite Nikolai, sniffing back tears. "I... I took Ophelia to safety, Nik," she whispered, her voice cracking. "Esmeralda too. I've already told the others, and they're all in support. Heh..."