Esme's POV
"All is well that ends well."
It took the next morning for me to process all that happened with the Duke. Fear had been the only emotion I felt when he found me, but confusion and doubt soon took over.
He had only been searching for Uncle when Levine and I got caught in it. As long as he didn't work with the Duke of Melancholy, who had reasons to punish me, then I didn't have to dread him.
The flashes of memories I got before had quietened down. I exhaled. I didn't want to go down that rabbit hole of remembering my past.
Uncle said nothing wonderful awaited there.
I slowly rose from the bed and stretched until my bones cracked. The stench of blood stayed in my nose, despite the wound having already healed.
I was truly worried yesterday. Also scared of what could've happened to Ritch. Had he been hurt by whoever teleported me?
If they used magic spells, they had a considerable amount of mana. He might be hurt.
