They were both gone

"AMARA!" 

Killian's roar echoed through the palace of Arathorn terrifying everyone as he rushed straight towards her bedroom. The door stood ajar, revealing a scene that sent a chilling dread snaking through his veins.

He could already hear the frantic, fearful voice of Princess Amelia coming from within. The normally pristine floor was littered with unconscious bodies. Maids, guards, and even Gerald lay still, their faces pale and lifeless. Princess Amelia knelt beside Gerald, her hands hovering uselessly as she tried to wake him. Her eyes were full of worry and panic.

Killian looked around for that familiar figure in the bedroom but there was none. Amara was gone and even Ethan was missing. They were both gone. Panic, cold and sharp, shot through Killian. He fought to keep his voice level, though his heart hammered with a terrifying intensity.

"What happened here?" he hissed, the words edged with ice. "Where's Amara?"