IMPRESS. [Book 1]

Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Servant Girl.

IMPRESS.

Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Servant Girl.

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Cathryn's POV~

"Has anything been found yet?" I stood behind my brother Alexander who was crouched, searching under someones bed for any sign of stake.

He tiresomely lifted himself up and sighed in failure, "nope, none of the guards or maids have seen any sign of disorder in any room."

"I bet father is going mad, where is he?" I arched my brow suddenly as I realised I hadn't seen the King anywhere since our family meeting without Zac, earlier.

Alexander gestured that I follow him, turning to leave the luxury bedroom which belonged to a noble and the many guards that were currently searching it.

So far the first floor had been searched and nothing had been found, and the search had moved to the second floor which was the floor with the most rooms.

It was guaranteed the search would take all night. The chances of stage 4 continuing tonight were very low, it looked like Zac would have to choose who to kill tomorrow.

Once I'd followed Alexander out the room, he scanned the hallways with speed and came back to me with a shrug, "father isn't on the second floor, my guess is he is in the dungeons, trying to suppress his rage."

I bit my lip nervously, "I'm scared his going to go mad again, remember how violent father was before, I fear for my everyone especially any human roaming the castle."

"Yeah, I do too but I don't really care. I kind of liked when father was mad, it made him very vigilant and we all felt a little more secure than we do now, knowing that someone has stolen the only thing that can kill us is scary."

Xander continued to reply in a hushed voice, "I personally think the Queen stole it."

I crossed my arms and stuck my hip out, growing a defensive attitude for my mother, "why would you think that? My mother may do questionable things, but she wouldn't steal the nixonited- ink stake because first of all, why on earth would she need it?"

Alexander scoffed and laughed aloud, "to kill me," he stated and I widened my eyes like he'd possibly lost the plot.

"Are you crazy?!" I exclaimed, "you may not be her favourite person but she'd never try kill you, she knows how much you mean to myself, father and Zac."

"Exactly that, she doesn't care about the circumstances of killing me. I'm a bastard child, father would immediately get over my death and so would you and Za-"

"-you know thats not true, I love you as much as I love Zac," I assured him and he smiled, a genuine smile.

"I still think she stole it but despite that, we should probably warn Natalya to steer clear of father, God knows what could trigger his blood thirst," Xander warned and I nodded quickly, agreeing.

"Yeah, do you want to warn her and I'll continue with the search?" I asked with a knowing smirk.

I had a feeling he wanted to see Natalya alone since he hadn't had a chance to hang around her recently, especially with the negotiation that she marry Preston.

A deal I hope doesn't go through if we win the war with the support of the werewolves and demons.

Xander's eyes glistened when i gave him the option and I giggled, "I take that as a yes, go, I'll cover for you in the meantime."

"I owe you one, thanks sis," he playfully ruffled my hair and I involuntarily squeaked, smacking his hands away before he sped off down the halls.

Rolling my eyes, I muttered under my breath, "what a sister does for her brother's happiness."