Arya's POV
I paced up and down my room thinking about the person who could have kidnapped the Queen. The Queen's abduction had made Alistair busy himself with his duties, and I was not pleased with that. He was supposed to show me around the kingdom and treat me as his mate, but the Queen's disappearance made that impossible.
What was she even outside when she knew her captor was in the castle? I took a deep breath to calm myself down, this is not the reason I came to Duskbane.
I had come to enjoy myself and spend time with Alistair. Yes, I was treated well, but I have not been able to spend time with Alistair. I had given myself to him, body and soul, and yet it seemed as if he had no time for me at all.
My face lit up with anticipation as he entered the room, holding some clothes.
"Alistair." I let out, making sure my voice was low and respectful.
He looked at her as he dropped the clothes on the bed.
