When Eltanin ran towards the guest wing, he had to suppress an urge to shift and run because he knew that if he shifted, his wolf would tear apart Princess Morava. There were about a dozen guards following him along with Fafnir. He banged open the door of Morava's bedroom and found that it was empty. Everything inside was in its place. The bed looked as if it was made recently,there wasn't a single wrinkle. It looked as if no one had even lived here. Her strong scent was also missing, replaced by that of mint and lavender.
"Call the servants who attended to her!" he barked as he ran to the closets. He couldn't believe what he saw. Not a single gown of hers was hanging. Everything was wiped clean. He placed his hands on his waist, astonished that he didn't see this coming. She was gone without even informing him.
The servants who attended to her came and stood in a line in front of him, trembling with fear.
