Kitanna
Chapter 117: TAKE ME TO HER

Chapter 117: TAKE ME TO HER

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Nix felt a sensation run through his veins, an unusual feeling. He was scared. The princess was not in her room, and the prisoners had escaped. He turned to look at Chantal, who he asked to watch over Kitanna the previous night because he won’t be available to do it just like he always did.

"Lord Nix! I stayed close to her room until..." Chantal explained, beads of sweat breaking down from his forehead because of the way Nix was glaring at him. Even though he was worried about the princess’s safety, it appeared someone else was even more furious and angry about it.

Nix glared at Chantal, "Until? Did I not make it clear to stay there without moving? No excuses." Nix, not wanting to waste any more time, thundered his command.

"Stop Khelan and his concubine; they shall be locked up until we find the princess." With immediate effect, unsuspecting Khelan and Bareea were dragged inside the main palace.

Khelan tried to reason with them that he wasn’t aware of his mother’s escapades. Truthfully, he was caught by surprise when he heard the prisoners had escaped. Did his mother bypass him and leave to save only her head? The thought of it broke his heart, but he tried to compose himself until the case was verified. Maybe Kitanna had them killed silently out of anger for what they did to her family, and the princess was now hiding. Khelan nodded at his concluded thought, walking inside the room led by the guard. The door was locked and heavily guarded.

As soon as they were inside the room, Bareea ran to stand beside Khelan. "Did Mother tell you? Will she come for us?" The woman, excited to escape, asked.

Khelan scowled when he heard what Bareea said. "Don’t let your wagging tongue lead you to your early grave." He warned the young woman, ignoring the questions she was firing at him.

Bareea felt her heart clench at the words directed to her. Ever since she became Khelan’s concubine, he had never treated her like a human. He continued to talk down on her like she was still a maid. ’Wait until Labre becomes king,’ Bareea said in her mind, screaming internally with her wishful thinking.

Khelan noticed the woman was still standing at a point, glaring at him. "What are you doing?" He asked.

Bareea shook her head, went to sit down, holding her child very close to her chest. It’s time for her to find another way to survive because Khelan and his mother did not regard her, she said to herself.

Outside the palace, Nix assigned all the guards to thoroughly search the hearts of the palace. Words left immediately to lock the gates and stop any suspicious persons traveling out. The docks were closed off, stopping any movement in and out of the kingdom.

Nix felt like it was not enough to put the kingdom on lockdown. Each second that passed without the location of the princess known or any clue of what might have happened made him more annoyed. He made his way to the princess’s room, looking around, wondering if anything might have happened. It was not possible for someone to suddenly vanish into thin air.

Chantal, who was following Nix around, felt the tensed atmosphere from where he stood. The man’s natural blue eyes were darker than usual, and every little thing made him very angry. He entered the chambers with him, trying to talk but scared of Nix’s reaction. Chantal started biting his fingertips.

Hieron, who did not stay back but followed his grandson around so that he won’t make any rash decisions because his mood was already soured, noticed how the younger guard looked very anxious and scared. The elder White Lord decided not to talk about it because Nix would eventually notice it, as his eyes were wary of everyone’s actions.

Nix searched the princess’s closet, and when he walked out, he noticed Chantal fiddling with his hands. "Something I should know, Chantal?" His blue eyes didn’t reduce their intensity, and this made the hair on Chantal’s body rise.

"Speak!" Nix said in a low steep voice, which sounded almost like a growl.

Chantal gulped nervously. Not wasting any more time, he said, "T-the princess had a visitor last night, it was the former queen, but I had left to answer nature’s call." The young man answered clearly. He just wished the princess could appear because the way Nix was looking at him, even air felt like poison to his system. Chantal was sure he would drop dead due to heart failure even before the princess was found.

"Get Lady Larel here!" Nix ordered, and it was carried out effectively.

Larel, who heard the rumors going around in the palace that the prisoners had escaped, did not also know that the princess, who she went to see last night, was now missing. She sat in her room, waiting for any news of where the prisoners would be.

She was worried and scared at the same time, worried that she might also be accused of helping them because she had done it before. Also scared that Almaria would come for her neck for betraying them the first time.

Larel turned when her door opened. She bit her lower lip; the guards were heavily armed and looking serious for business. That was it; she was tagged a suspect.

"Lady Larel, you have been summoned by the White Lord." The meanest-looking guard said in a stern voice. There was no hint of a smile on his face, and this scared Larel. As she didn’t want to test their patience, she followed the guards obediently.

Reaching Princess Kitanna’s chamber, she saw other guards standing heavily guarded. And it worried the young woman so much. She was already seen as a mole before, and that would also make any words she says unbelievable. She prayed the princess would trust her just one last time. Unknowingly to Larel, the princess, who she was betting on her trust, was the one missing now.

Larel bowed gracefully, "Lord Nix, you asked for me." She spoke in a low voice, trying to hide her fear. She scanned the room, but the princess was not there. Was she perhaps disappointed at her? Larel bit her lips again.

"Lady Larel, you were the last person to visit the princess’s chambers last night. What did you talk to her about?" Nix asked, his voice still holding this steepness that kept the people around him on the edge.

Larel noticed that there was something wrong in the room. If the man was asking then it means either the princess was missing or... it can’t be! Larel pushed the thought behind her.

"We... I was telling her about Bareea’s son. I wanted to keep him under my custody." She didn’t want to annoy the already looking annoyed blue-eyed man, so she answered truthfully.

Nix scanned the woman’s countenance, and it appeared that she was really being sincere. But nobody was to be trusted until Kitanna was standing in front of him unscathed.

Nix opened his lips to talk again when the head eunuch walked inside the room.

"Lord Nix, this maid has something to say." Felipe bowed, moving aside for the maid to come into view.

The slim maid held her dress tightly. All attention was now on her, and it scared her even more. She gulped the invisible ball that was forming in her throat, and she blinked.

Hieron noticed how the maid looked scared to even open her lips, and her whole body was now trembling. It was because Nix was not batting an eye; his gaze was very intense. The man shook his head tiredly; if his grandson continued like this, everybody in the palace would collapse.

"Speak child; if you’re being truthful, there’s nothing to be afraid of." The elderly man enticed the maid to speak, trying to calm her down.

Chantal and Larel, who have spoken before, could relate to how the maid was feeling. Nix looked at everyone like they were the culprit, and he was ready to slit their throats if their statement was false.

The maid bowed deeply, "I entered the room after Que- Lady Larel left. I came in to turn off the candles so the princess would sleep, but she stood at her window and she said something about the breeze being heavy." The young maid remembered her conversation with the princess.

She had walked in to blow off the candle, and normally, the princess should be sleeping at that time because it was already midnight, but she stood at the window close to her bed staring outside.

’The breeze is too heavy, making me imagine things,’ the princess chuckled.

The maid remembered vividly because it was just last night that it had happened, but she was scared of speaking up. What if she was accused of doing something to the princess?

Larel heaved a sigh of relief; at least someone was there after her to prove that she left the princess alive and well. But the tension in the room did not reduce either.

Nix walked towards the window, trying to think of what Kitanna would be imagining. Close to the window was her bedstand; he opened her window properly; the trees were rustling with the gentle breeze. Did the princess perhaps see someone? Nix thought.

He looked down on the bed; it appeared that the royal housekeepers have not touched it yet. The sheets were still looking ruffled; Nix raised the bed cover, but there was nothing. He was almost leaving the room when he noticed a color different from Kitanna’s blue bed cover color.

Nix raised the pillow, and there it was. A red envelope, he picked it up. It had already been torn, so someone really did come to her chamber last night.

"Meet me at the bridge close to the market

... Axilla."

Nix read the contents; his eyes narrowed. Did Kitanna perhaps go to look for Axilla alone and it turned out to be a trap? But he knew Kitanna was smarter than that; something didn’t feel right.

The next moment, a guard rushed inside the room. "We found the princess," his lips trembling.

Nix raised his face to look at the guard, checking if Kitanna was behind him. But it was just the guard; his eyes darkened. It can’t be. What if?

"Why didn’t you bring her with you?" Hieron asked the question that even Nix dreaded to ask. The few seconds left for the guard to respond seemed to be more than a decade. Everyone in the room held their breath waiting for the guard to talk.

"Lord Nix, is the only word she says." The guard answered, feeling all attention suppressing the air in him.

"Take me to her..." Nix rushed out of the room with the guard; Kitanna wanted to see him. As he mounted his horse, the feeling which was foreign to him came again. Fear. Nix was afraid.

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