The guards who usually patrolled were surprised when they found Cecilia's room door wide open without her presence inside.
There were no traces or letters. The only clues in the room were the remaining cold air that came out of the half-open window and a thin piece of cloth left on the floor, as if blown away by the wind when its owner left quietly.
The guards immediately called Cedric. They didn't dare report everything directly to the other guests from Magenta. God only knew what kind of commotion they would cause if they found out that one of their own was missing while temporarily staying at Blaine's palace.
Cedric stared at the empty room with darkened eyes. His body stiffened, and his chest felt like an iron hammer had hit it. His hands clenched, holding back the trembling that came from anger and anxiety that hit at the same time.
