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Jasmine pressed her ear to Neera's door, and yet, she still couldn't hear a single sound.
All day since the King walked back into the castle in the wee hours of the morning, eyes still the same shade of fiery red, he had locked himself in the room with her body. At least the part where she was dead was sure, but where he went to and what he did, Jasmine had no information on that, and it was agonizing for her.
She had sent maids in after she had knocked and pleaded to be let in, hoping at least his need for food will win over and make him open the door. But Zavian didn't bother to answer.
