New found.

Sapphire could scarcely believe her eyes—Charlotte was retching blood, her body trembling violently. Panic seized her, but she forced herself to act, rushing to her side. What was she to do? Call for help? 

"Charlotte?! Can you hear me?" she cried, shaking her gently, but there was no response. Without hesitation, she dragged Charlotte toward the bed, then turned and fled from the room, her heart hammering in her chest. 

She needed to find Zayd—he was the only one who could help. She ran through the corridors, pausing to ask the maids if they had seen him. But before she could get far, Lady Amelia caught sight of her, concern flickering in her gaze. 

"Is something amiss?" Lady Amelia asked, her tone laced with worry. 

Sapphire hesitated for only a moment. Scratch that—someone's life was at stake. 

"It's Charlotte—she is unwell," she blurted out. "She was vomiting blood. I did not want to cause an uproar because of the High Judicature."