The Heat of Consummation

POV: Elowen.

I stare at the empty wooden cupboard, my breath catching in my throat. Panic grips my chest, tight and unforgiving. I know the exact layout of my small room by heart. If I did not know this space so well, I would have guessed I had wandered into the wrong wing of the packhouse. My clothes, my shoes, my small belongings are missing. I spin around and look at the nightstand. My phone i