Sent Guards After Her

*****Vivian's POV*****

I turned sharply. My fingers clamped instinctively around the cold, textured hilt pressed into my palm. Warm, thick liquid seeped over my knuckles, dripping onto the dry dirt beneath my feet. I looked down, my breath catching in my throat. A heavy, blood-stained knife rested in my grip.

A few feet away, Camilla collapsed. Blood poured from a deep, jagged gash in her side,