Meanwhile, back in the West...
Alaric was livid.
Not mildly annoyed.Not even big-brother-worried.
No was in destruction mode. He was done being worried, he was simply vexed.
He stalked back and forth in the living area like an angry flame tornado in human form. Isabelle wanted to sleep, but she could not. Not when her husband was stomping on the ground.
"Where is she?!" Alaric barked.
"I don't know!" If she knew she would have snitched on Adeline immediately, she was losing her beauty sleep!
Alaric did not exactly believe her, the two became very close to the point that she would lie to cover for his sister.
"She is not in the palace, the academy..." Alaric started naming places like it was a list, but nothing else came to his mind, other than these two places, where could she have gone?
"You should probably ask your father," Isabelle suggested. If that got him out of the house, she could finally sleep.
