I didn't know what was happening in Arlen Mansion when they realized I wasn't there. But I could guess.
Mina, must have opened my door, balancing a breakfast tray, only to find an empty room. She probably assumed I'd woken up early for once. How cute.
Then, after searching the entire mansion—probably even under the furniture—panic must have settled in. She must have run to Harland, our ever-stoic butler, who then rallied the other maids for an emergency search.
The training grounds? Checked.
The stables? Checked.
Under my bed? Definitely checked.
And when they still didn't find me? That's when all hell broke loose.
Leon must have been horrified. My family? Completely panicked. Obviously, they would assume I'd been kidnapped by a demonic beast again. And if I knew my family, that information had definitely reached the royal palace by now.
Which meant—