– Author's pov –
– Right after Shahr had searched the train –
"Duke, we have found the Duchess." Yelled someone.
In a heartbeat, Shahr moved and ran out of the train without looking right or left.
"Where?" He asked impatiently.
Nervous, the person who yelled earlier replied, "My apologies, Duke. It wasn't the Duchess. It was some other girl with the same hair colour as the Duchess."
Shahr's heart broke in agony. The strength in his body didn't support him at all. He ended up collapsing on the ground.
"Duke!" Malvin yelled fearfully.
Shahr raised his hand to show him that he was fine. Malvin and the other guards let out a sigh of relief.
"What should we do Duke?" Asked Malvin.
"Huh. Let us return to the mansion for now. On the way, I'll think about what to do."
On the way back to the Duchy, Shahr's mind was a mess. He couldn't think of any way. He kept replaying those memories or fights he had with Alyshia before she ran away.
